If you could see yourself
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The way that I do
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You might change
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A thing or two
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You wouldn뭪 look so angry
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You뭗 know it doesn뭪
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Look good on you
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So grab your coat
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Grab your hat
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There ain뭪 no saying
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If we뭨e coming back
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Cause?something뭩 gone
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So terribly wrong
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Here in Pleasantville
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Do you remember
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How we뭗 stay out so late
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We used to have
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So much fun
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We used to wish that the morning sun
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Just wouldn뭪 ever come
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But look at us now
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We뭨e tucked in tight
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We뭨e just praying for a little light
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Cause?something뭩 gone
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So terribly wrong
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Here in Pleasantville
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I need to tell you now
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As we leave
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That it뭩 much worse
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Than you would believe
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And no matter how far
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You think you뭭e been
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The beginning
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Is where you are
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So I뭢 using my last match
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To put a fire up on every hill
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And burn down Pleasantville
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We never did learn
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How to use our voices
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We never thought
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That we뭗 be heard
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The only way they ever listen
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Is if we sream every word
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Caouse?there뭩 nothing
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In our walk
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That just ain뭪 the kind of luck we뭭e got
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So let뭩 move on
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Cause?something뭩 gone
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So terribly wrong
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Here in Pleasantville
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Here In Pleasantville
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| The Wallflowers |
