why do you cry when you know how the story ends?
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how can you laugh when you know that it hurts your friends?
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we've all been there once but you never left
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this is me coming back to get you
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I have to say goodbye to make amends
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i'm not leaving this place
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unless i'm leaving with you
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you're the only person with a half decent heart
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and i know you will put it to use
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until it's gone, gone, gone
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gone, gone, gone
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gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, yeah
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na, na, na...
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and as you close your eyes for the big sleep
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i hope you think of me, yeah
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na, na, na...
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and if you go, i'll be gone
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and you'll be left alone to live your life, as you please
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but someday you'll agree that i was always meant for you
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and you were always meant for me and you will see: that you're impossible
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you're impossible
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you're impossible
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you're impossible
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me and mr. dylan on the ride home
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we had a heart to heart about life
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but neither him or me could decide for ourselves
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if we wanted to outlive that night
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like two children on the playground of the unconfessed souls
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abandoned by our mothers and our lovers and our foes
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if only we were brave enough to live the lives we stole
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what a wonderful world this could be!
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na, na, na...
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and as you close your eyes for the big sleep
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i hope you think of me, yeah
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na, na, na...
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and if you go, i'll be gone
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and you'll be left alone to live your life, as you please
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but someday you'll agree that i was always meant for you
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you were always meant for me and you will see: that you're impossible
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you're impossible
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you're impossible
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you're impossible
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so how many more examples until we break?
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how many sacrifices must we make?
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'cause we've all been there once before
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and it looks like we've returned once more
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is this the beginning or the end?
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the last two soldiers on the battlefield
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survivors of the war
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they aim at one another while their mothers beg the lord
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"if you're listening, i'm missing him
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so somehow bring him home
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how did it come to this?"
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so the soldiers lift their rifles and
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they're aiming at the head
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they think of their first love before they take their final breaths
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and somewhere in the distance
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they hear something someone said: "how did it come to this?"
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and as you close your eyes for the big sleep
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i hope you think of me, yeah
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na, na, na...
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and as you close your eyes for the big sleep
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i hope you think of me, yeah
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na, na, na..
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The Big Sleep
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| Streetlight Manifesto |
