you can throw away your expectations now
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and all the things you wouldn't say out loud
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there is nothing left to pick apart now
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the cards are all down
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and now you know the sound of my heart
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when it hits the paper
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there's no more mystery here
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this is the last song
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i remember when we first became a band
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we'd drive all night and talk about the world
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i remember when we used to now and then
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just sit and wonder where it all would go
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this is the last song, the last song
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so everybody sing along
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this is the last sooo-oong
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(x2)
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and you can throw away your expectations now
|
and all the things you wouldn't say out loud
|
there's nothing left to pick apart now
|
the cards are all down
|
and now you know the sound of my heart
|
when it hits the paper
|
there's no more mystery here
|
this is the last song
|
|
I remember when we first became a band
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we'd set up in the bedroom practice all night long
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i remember when we use to now and then
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keep the neighboorhood up from the sound of our guitars
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i remember when we'd all hop in the van turn the radio on
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we were off to see the work
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wake up at ten to do it all again til the sun goes down
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cuz this is all we know
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this is the last song, the last song
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so everybody sing along
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this is the last soooo-oong
|
(x2)
|
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i remember when we first be came a band
|
we'd drive all night and talk about the world
|
i remember when we used to know and then
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we'd sit and wonder where it all would go
|
|
this is the last song, the last song
|
so everybody sing along
|
this is the last soooo-oong
|
(x2)
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Hidden Track
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| Thousand Foot Krutch |
