We used to be something surreal
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Others looked to us for what we built
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We were ending to the point
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The point in which we fell
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We fell by the wayside, and slowly watched ourselves die
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A lonely death in which no one cared and no one came
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When the walls cave in, we only have ourselves to blame
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And even if it's dark at least we'll be together
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Slowly sinking in the earth to lay forever
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You better grab a hold and hold on for your life
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Because you don't get lucky twice
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Now even if it's perfect, I can't get carried away
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And motivate my tongue in twisted ways
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It felt like a good night, for dancing and the moonlight
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In empty streets, well, everybody's got a reason why
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If we could only just get it right
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Maybe it will all work out like in the movies
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But I know Romeo must die before the ending
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With a final poison kiss delivered gently
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Because you don't get lucky twice, and that's the truth
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Sing to me sweet, just like my memory
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If New York City still moves me
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Then I found something real
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I'll be okay, I could go on for days
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But I just don't have the courage that it takes to be real
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And even if it's dark at least we'll be together
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Slowly sinking in the earth to lay forever
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You better grab a hold and hold on for your life
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Because you don't get lucky twice
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No, you don't get lucky twice
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Without The Bitter The Sweet Isn't As Sweet
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| Mayday Parade |
