I can hear the chorus singing from the top of their lungs
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Standing outside in the cold wondering which way I should run
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I thought that everything would turn alright now look what I've become
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A man I wouldn't have respect for if met me when I was young
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And I will try to make up for lost time for saking all I've done and left undone
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And I will try to make up for lost time for saking all I've done and left undone
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Trace the routs of their ' just to see where they go
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' where the rivers would never flow
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Pieces of my life collect in the shape of a smoking gun
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I thought that everything would turn alright but look what I've become
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I will try to make up for lost time for saking all I've done and left undone
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I will try to make up for lost time for saking all I've done and left undone
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All I've done and left undone
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I will leave this ' line I have nothing to '
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I will try to make up for lost time for saking all I've done and left undone
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I will try to make up for lost time for saking all I've done and left undone
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I will try to make up for lost time for saking all I've done and left undone
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All I've done and left undone, all I've done and left undone
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Left Undone
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