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Fine |
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I guess I'm doin' fine |
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I sleep at night and work all day |
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And in between there's some time to drift away |
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Hurry up it's time to see the sun is sad enough |
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To hide behind a veil |
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Try to lift it up but sadness causes |
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Above all only sadness |
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And it's only because the tears blur my eyes |
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Before they wash them out and reveal the disguise |
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It's rather later than sooner that we see things clearer |
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Take a look in the mirror |
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And you'll know what I mean |
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Fine |
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I guess I'm doin' fine |
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I think a lot and I know too little |
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I think I know too little |
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I think I know too little |
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So sometimes I praise escapology |
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Cause it's the only way to be when you learn and you see |
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How cruel people can be |
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Cruel people can be |
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I never believed in the tale of reason |
