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This heart is barely beating
The air is getting thin Do you know what I mean A change is due, for something new This portrait of a fracture This x-ray of a big mistake That's me and you, and you know it too Good-bye routine, it's time to leave I guess I miss a stranger A friend I've never had Someone I've never met It's odd but true, well how about you Throw out the road maps Let's go home To a place we've never been before There's gotta be much, much, much more Good-bye routine Pack your bags, let's leave Good-bye routine Burn the props, rewrite the scene (Whoo-hooo, yeah) Just can't fight the feeling We're choking on the air that we're breathing And my mind is reeling Forget about the mess that we're leaving Good-bye routine Change the lives we're leading Kiss me now, we'll call it even |
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| 2. |
| 3:05 |
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I wake up
I scream you to sleep I'm on your hands And I'm in your dreams Don't tell Don't tell no one Nowhere for you to run Don't tell, don't tell no one Don't tell Take the next train Or the ambulance Take the downers Or the shaking hands On your way home I'm everywhere You'll never be alone I pull the strings And I know your way home Don't tell Don't tell no one Don't tell Take the next train Or the ambulance Take the downers Or the shaking hands Yeah You'll run away, I'll start to dance I'll be with you and Take the next train Or the ambulance On your way home I won't let go On your way home Don't tell Don't tell no one Nowhere for you to run Don't tell Don't tell no one Don't tell Next train Or the ambulance Take the diamonds From the shaking hands You'll run away I'll start to dance I'll be with you And take the next train Or the ambulance Don't tell Don't tell Don't tell Don't tell Whoo-hooo, yeah, don't tell no one |
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| 3. |
| 3:36 |
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It's all about the duty
Of hating everything It's all about swallowing And throwing up again And everybody's so damn different And everybody knows one truth They pledge allegiance to the wise men And they spread the word And all the kids are talking but Nobody's ever heard And everybody's so self-righteous And everybody has got an excuse The kids don't like to share It's always been that way It's all about the haircut And the clothes you wear And the more they talk about it The less I care Because this discoball turns for everyone But the kids don't seem to understand There's only room for self-styled saints And everybody has got the message As long as nobody understands And everybody keeps the secret Until it gets out of their hands The kids don't like to share It's always been that way The kids don't like to share It's always been that way Unity works so perfectly If nobody's welcome but me Unity works so perfectly Let's make it small till we cannot see it anymore It's always been that way The kids don't like to share It's always been that way Hey Kids I hear you talk the talk But kids don't like to share You'll never walk the walk I hear you talk the talk But kids don't like to share You'll never walk the walk And I don't care I don't care I don't care |
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| 3:11 | 
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| 4:05 |
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Why don't you take your time?
You're too hard on yourself Don't compare your life with someone else You need space to be To appreciate yourself Now don't let them put you on a shelf Don't sell yourself short You're worth so much more than this Don't you back down in the end Stand up to yourself again Angel, it's all in your hands Pick up the pieces of your broken halo and Stick up for yourself again Where's your confidence? How'd you handcuff yourself? Can you mend this broken halo? Don't sell yourself short You're worth so much more than this Don't you back down in the end Stand up to yourself again (and take your time) Angel, it's all in your hands (make up your mind) Pick up the pieces of your broken halo and Stand up for yourself again- Don't sell yourself short Cause you're worth a lot more than this Back up yourself in the end, yeah Stand up to yourself again (and take your time) Angel, it's all in your hands (make up your mind) Pick up the pieces of your broken halo and Stick up for yourself again- yeah |
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