Morning falls like rain into the city life
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There goes another night
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Losing my breath in waves
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Knowing that ever crash is bleading the hourglass
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and taking the strife from all our lives
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Everyone keeps talking
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They promise you everything
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But they don´t mean anything
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We may loose our focus
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There´s just too many words
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We´re never meant to learn
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And we don´t feel so alive
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So goodbye, these days are gone
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and we can´t keep holding on
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When all we need is some relief
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Though these hard times
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Through these hard times
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Move your hands in circles
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Keeping me hypnotized
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The power behind your eyes
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Move around your bedroom cursing the naked sky
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You should be here tonight
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But you stay alone and cry
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Say goodbye, these days are gone
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and we can´t keep holding on
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When all we need is some relief
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Through these hard times
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(whoa) There´s something missing
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(Oh whoa) You´ll never feel it but you
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(Oh whoa) You´re gonna feel it when it´s gone
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When it´s gone
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Say goodbye, these days are gone
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and we can´t keep holding on
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When all we need is some relief
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Through these hard times
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(hey) these Hard times
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(oh no now) Hard times
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Hard times
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Say goodbye, these days are gone
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Say goodbye, these days are gone
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These days are gone
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These Hard Times
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| Matchbox Twenty (¸ÅÄ¡¹Ú½º Æ®À¢Æ¼) |