I got a faulty parachute
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I got a stranger's friend
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An exciting change in
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My butchers blend
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A symbol on the ceiling
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With the flick of a switch
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My new found hero
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In the enemy's ditching
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Well somebody's something was left in the room
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And man, now that its gone well of course we assume
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That somebody else needed something so bad
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That they took everything that somebody had
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Losing hope is easy
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When your only friend is gone
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And every time you look around
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Well, it all, it all just seems to change
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The mark was left
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Man it's never the same
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Next time that you shoot
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Make sure that you aim
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Open windows with passing cars
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A brand new night
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With the same old stars
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Losing hope is easy
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When your only friend is gone
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And every time you look around
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Well, it all, it all just seems to change
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Feed the fool
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A piece of the pie
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Make a fool of his system
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Make a fool of his mind
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Give him bottles of lies
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And maybe he'll find
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His place in heaven
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Cause he might just die
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Losing hope is easy
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When your only friend is gone
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And every time you look around
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Well, it all, it all just seems to change
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But hanging on is easy
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When you've got a friend to call
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When nothings making sense at all
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You're not the only one that's afraid of change
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Losing Hope
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| Jack Johnson |
