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It's comin round again slowly creepin in |
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Time in it's command soon enough it comes |
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Settles in it's place shadow in my face |
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Puts pressure in my day |
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Chorus |
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This life well it's slippin right through my hands |
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These days turned out nothin like I had planed |
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It's comin round again slowly creepin |
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In time in it's command |
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Settles in it's place |
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Shadow in my face puts pressure in my day |
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Soon enough it comes here it is again |
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Slowly creepin in time in it's command |
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Soon enough it comes settles in it's place |
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Shadow in my face dignified in lace |
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CHORUS |
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This life well it's slippin right through my hands |
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These days turned out nothin like I had planed |
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Control well it's slipp'in right through my hands |
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These days turned out nothin like I had planed |
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Soon enough it comes soon enough it comes this life well |
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This life well it's slippin right through my hands |
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These days turned out noth'in like I had planed |
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Control well it's slippin right through my hands |
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These days turned out nothin like I had planed |
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Rep. |
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It's comin round again( x 3) |
