Another Sunday, another one way road away from home
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I keep thinking one day I'm going to wake up far from what I've known
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There's a man, he's going to cheat me if he can
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He's looking for someone to scam
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Here I am with my guts out in my hand, looking for some place to stand
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It's hard to hold on to what you're found when what comes around always goes around
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Here we go round and around on the outside
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Do we know how to hold on with our hands tied?
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Another Sunday ,ain't no change in how we're living now
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I keep hoping one day maybe Monday will be, will be different somehow
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In the end there are lovers, there are friends, there are liars who pretend
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They'll cheat you if they can- seems to be their master plan
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To leave you with an empty hand
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And it's hard to hold on to what you're found when what comes around always goes around
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Here we go round and around on the outside
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Do we know how to hold on with our hands tied?
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Here we go turning around one the inside
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Do we know how to hold ..can we survive?
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Work for so long and we try to be strong
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Time just keeps moving us along
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It's hard to be right when everything's wrong
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But we've got to keep on...
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Round & Around
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Alana Davis |