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Everyday in a crowd, in a street, in a loud see the hand, you taking over
Like a thing on a brim, like a frozen frame of ... you keep thinking it's over
Nothing goes away, nothing fades, nothing ever seems to happend to you
I know your friends back home keep making love making love
'Cause if there's nothing easier or better to do

You never sing the love songs, no alogies, no serenades,
No longer buys, everyone hates, don't ever try
You never sing the sad songs, no melodies, no lullabies,
sweet harmonies, no warm belives, don't even try

You want to know like I'm tell, something fell apart in above of your head
What kind of girl will quietly carried around, a better burned her like that
You should up step a side carry on way to many to many friends on come on
People say it's ok it's ok but that's the lie, so what do have they know

You never sing the love songs, no alogies, no serenades,
No longer buys, everyone hates, don't ever try
You never sing the sad songs, no melodies, no lullabies,
Sweet harmonies, no warm belives, don't even try

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