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I used to be indecisive |
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But now... i'm not so sure |
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There's little sign of feeling |
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When you look into their eyes. |
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The politicians sighing, that - |
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"nothing's going wrong in our world tonight - |
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Nothing... (we don't understand)" |
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There's no point in speaking - |
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"help me if you can" |
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Is this a retribution |
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To compensate for a lack of understanding. |
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I think we should pretend |
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That nothing's going wrong in our world tonight, |
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Nothing - (we don't understand) |
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& i'm doing the best that i can. |
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Am i locked up forever, in a picture of despair, |
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I've put my spirit on to paper & into words |
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I've opened my eyes & i've realised |
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- who i really am. |
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I thought i loved you, but i think i must be wrong |
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There's another feeling in my heart |
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This sense of pride, is silencing my sorrow, |
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I find it hard to come alive |
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When i'm hollowed out - |
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From the inside:- |