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I wish my brain would operate instead of standing still, it's all so complicated. |
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The thread of my own thoughts is disappearing to what seems to be a logical conclusion, |
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I guess I've run out of ideas. |
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I've heard a million songs about this and that and it gave me satisfaction. |
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But I see, it's a beautiful life |
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Now comes the second verse and |
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I have to at least keep the measure straight |
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It's been a long time and |
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I'm really insecure about it all, |
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I guess I didn't like seeing the things |
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I saw. Who needs it? |
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It's been a little painful, and |
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I hope I don't like pain, 'cause |
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I'd hate to think of myself like that. ' |
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Cause I see, it's a beautiful life |
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How did I ever let some of those ideas out of the box? |
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It was just a feeling |
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I had, and |
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I liked the verses, they were so nice and even. |
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My eye will never be that good again. |
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I lost a certain sense of rhythm, but |
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I gained a certain sense of time. ' |
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Cause I see, it's a beautiful life |
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I like the old things, but |
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I can't give up the idea of trying something just a little bit different, even if it's stupid. ' |
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Cause I see, it's a beautiful life |
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Yes I see, it's a beautiful life |
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And I see, it's a beautiful life |
