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Here we are |
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Clock strikes heaven |
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We're invisible tonight |
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And I want to get to know you better |
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We're closing in |
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On another year to get away from here |
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And all this time |
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Will coincide with peace of mind |
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The couch sits alone as we talk on our phones |
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Then kisses start a genesis for twelve months and oh |
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How we should forget old acquaintances |
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But sometimes it's hard to let go |
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And the TV stares |
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Back as we watch |
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Tonight our eyes will climb inside |
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A black windowed box |
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As we talk here for hours |
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On roof tops and shower champagne |
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It's the same as before |
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New resolutions find same old conclusions |
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Cigarettes that you'll regret |
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Break a bet that you made |
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Find every reason in smoke clouds of treason |
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It's okay, but in no way is it your fault or mine |
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Say goodbye |
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Say goodbye |
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Here we are |
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Clock strikes heaven |
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We're invisible tonight |
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And I want to get to know you better |
