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Sean, what can I say? |
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When you think you've had enough |
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And there's no more games to play |
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If you're feeling life has just passed you by |
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And the stories all end the, the same |
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If the little lies that you tell each night |
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Don't impress, then you need to change |
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Well, it's all right here in the game |
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Can you see yourself fall in or out of love |
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It's always the same |
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Can you be yourself and give enough for us? |
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Well, no one can play |
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If you're feeling out of touch |
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While your dreams all slip away |
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If you're feeling tired of the bumpy ride |
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And the roads all lead you away |
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From the city life and the phony smiles |
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Don't forget, your home's where you stay |
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But it's all just part of the game |
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Where you see yourself go in or out of love |
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You're always the same |
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Can you free yourself and live enough for us? |
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Ah, la da, da da |
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Well, it's all right here in the game |
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Can you see yourself fall in or out of love |
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It's always the same |
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Can you be yourself and give enough for |
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All just part of the game |
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Where you see yourself go in or out of love |
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You're always the same |
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Can you free yourself and live enough for us? |
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There's a soul in you and I |
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Only it can make you cry |
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Don't let it pass you by |
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If you feel that it's passed you by |
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And if you're feeling tired |
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Living the city life |
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There's a soul living in you and I |
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Only it can make you cry |
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Don't let it pass you by |
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If you feel that it's passed you by |
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And if you're feeling tired |
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Living the city life |
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But don't let it pass you by, no, no |
