I can pretend for you, that I mean every word said it's true
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That I'd probably rather be like a stranger in disguise
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And act as if nothing ever..
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Died or faded away, got lonelier with age
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And time isn't on our side
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I'm sorry to take the thoughts that keep you awake
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And make it seem like they're overrated
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You certainly talk about me more when
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I fall down
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And when I get up, my time is never enough
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Loved in front behind my back hated
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I guess it has everything to do with luck
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I can defend the truth
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but I sound like white noise to my friends
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As I raise my glass to you
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In a stupor we speak words
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That couldn't be more honest
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Lies we lived before are fights without a war
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I'm dead when it's in your head
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I'm starting to think that all the buoys we sink
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Are cutting our chances of being saved
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I see that the end is all we have to let us know
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I'd like to believe in something more than a dream
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For when the will to be one has faded
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I guess the truth will soon be deceived
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My friend that isn't there,
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My solitaire.
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Solitaire
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| No Use For A Name |
