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I'll go away from here |
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Just leave it all to me |
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I've taken some bad advice |
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And walked by the scene carefully |
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I know the best is done |
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It won't come around anymore |
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So make up your mind again |
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And leave the words under my door |
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And making it heard |
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Trying to get there |
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But there's just no room left for me |
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Say what you will |
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My world shall sit still |
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But you say it's wrong |
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And it won't be long |
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To find the truth in me |
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I've done the best I can |
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But now that won't do in this town |
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Giving into all the rest |
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'Cause that's still what's going around |
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Making time with nothing more than what these hands can hold |
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I'll deny it all to you |
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At least that's what I had been told |
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And making it heard |
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Trying to get there |
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But there's just no room left for me |
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Say what you will |
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My world shall sit still |
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But you say it's wrong |
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And it won't be long |
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To find the truth in me |
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Making it heard |
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Trying to get there |
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But there's just no room left for me |
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Say what you will |
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My world shall sit still |
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But you say it's wrong |
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And it won't be long |
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To find the truth in me |
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And making it heard |
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Trying to get there |
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But there's just no room left for me |
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Say what you will |
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My world shall sit still |
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But you say it's wrong |
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And it won't be long |
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To find the truth in me |
