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An hour ago I felt so low I almost drowned |
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Driving around this messed up town |
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It's pretty, it's only |
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I felt so lonely |
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And I knew all night |
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I'd never find a face |
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That could understand |
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How much I miss you now |
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So I arrive at the conclusion |
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Love isn't made |
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Love doesn't sell or pay |
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But we buy and sell our love away |
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Escape to the water |
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And stare up at the stars and moon and sky |
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I was lying on my back with my fingers in the sand |
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Alone in Miami |
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It sounds so funny |
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And yet here I am |
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It's funny how life is seldom what you plan |
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And so I arrive at the conclusion |
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Love isn't made |
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Love doesn't sell or pay |
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But we buy and sell our love away |
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Don't let the panic bring you down! |
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Don't let the panic bring you down! |
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Don't let the panic bring you down! |
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Love isn't made |
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How could we have let this go? |
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How could we have almost lost it all? |
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Don't let the panic bring you down! |
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How had we forgotten... |
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Love isn't made |
