I woke up eager to greet the day
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And ask the questions that troubled me
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Thinking you and I could work it out peacefully
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And believe it was just that easy
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Here we stand now on separate sides
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It seems one thing we don't realize
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Is that neither of us have made room for compromise
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So we remain in contrary corners again
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This is how we stay
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Over & Over games we play
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We could rise or give in
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But is Over & Over happening again?
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Am I to wonder what comes of this?
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Or try to make sense of it?
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Do these walls we build have any significance?
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And will summer's birth bring difference?
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So here we are waiting for June
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I hear that we're humming different tunes
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And we're still at odds in the middle of the afternoon
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It seems this time will finally be the last time
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This is how we've stayed
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Over & Over games we've played
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Compromise?
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Not today
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So Over & Over is what happens again
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You complicate and you break down
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I chew your words while you spit them out
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We see the same thing but differently
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Stuck in our separate realities
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This is how we stay
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Over & Over games we play
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We could rise or give in
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But Over & Over can not happen again
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This is how we stay
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Over & Over games we play
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We will not ever win
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So Over & Over & Over & Over & Over & Over is Over
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Over & Over
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| Mase |
