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You're never going to say the things you want to say
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The things you want to change will usually stay that way
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The promises you break outweigh the ones you keep
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The sky I'm told is blue is looking very grey
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Nothing's going to seem the way it seems to you
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It never turns out quite the way you want it to
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Paint upon the wall for the hundredth time
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But what you try to hide will come shining though
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But what you try to hide will come shining though
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There's so much you would do if you just had the time
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Like try to write a song but in never rhymes (only sometimes)
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You'd love to change the system but it works too well for you
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If you didn't have to patience you could turn to crime
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There's something that you fell that you can't explain
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That makes you feel lost when it starts to rain
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It bothers you the most when you are on your own
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It whispers your intentions will all be in vain
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The month you hate the most is always February
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FEBRUARY
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| Jesus Jones |
