There's a song that you can find
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In every moment of your life
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In every tear you've ever cried
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In every painful last goodbye
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So when the system breaks you down
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Just listen to the sound
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What do I do when it's all been done
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When the words have all been sung
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And I've given up the best of me
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Let the music play
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When I'm hanging by a thread
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And I've got nothing to give
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Let the music play
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Let the music play
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There's no way to explain
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Why life is filled with so much pain
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But to the flowers that will grow
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In the places it don't rain
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So when the storms just beat you down
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Well, listen to the sound
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What do I do when it's all been done
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When the words have all been sung
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And I've given up the best of me
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Let the music play
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When I'm hanging by a thread
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And I've got nothing to give
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Let the music play
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Let the music play
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Let the music play
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Horace sings a distant song
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Forgotten words that I once sung
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Telling me to just keep holding on
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I've never been more alone than here
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I turn and face my darkest fear
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I just got to keep on keeping on
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And when it all comes crashing down
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Listen to the sound
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What do I do when it's all been done
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When the words have all been sung
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And I've given up the best of me
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Let the music play
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When I'm hanging by a thread
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And I've got nothing to give
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Let the music play
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Let the music play
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Let the music play
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Let the music play
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Let The Music Play
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| Good Charlotte |
