What are you really after?
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What are you hoping to gain?
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If nothing has ever pleased you
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What makes you think you¡¯ve changed?
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You¡¯re running in circles, darling
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From bed back to bed
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Tell me what you¡¯re really after
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Then, baby, just rest your head
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Who are you really after?
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Who are you trying to find?
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Who is that certain someone
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That¡¯s kept you awake all those nights?
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You think it's just puzzle pieces
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But they never fit right
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If you can¡¯t see who you¡¯re really after
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Then, baby, you're blind
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Why are you always searching?
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Why are you always undone?
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You lurk in the darkest corners
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Awaiting some heavenly ascension
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You know you won¡¯t find any liquor
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Or that stuff your friend does
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But c¡¯mon, we¡¯ve all had our stumbles
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And some nights it almost feels like love
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It feels like love
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Now, now, now
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It feels like love
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So what are you really after?
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Who are you trying to find?
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Why are you so hard on yourself?
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It¡¯s only life, and its only tonight
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I¡¯ll pick up a six-pack at last call
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We¡¯ll stay up drinking in bed
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You could tell me what you¡¯re really after
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Then, baby, just rest your head
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Just rest your head
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Now, now, now
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Just rest your head
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C¡¯mon, c¡¯mon, c¡¯mon, just rest your head
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Just rest your head
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Just rest your head
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Rest Your Head
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| The Good Life |
