Everything is coming down
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And I can? find my way around this town anymore.
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So I walked out the door and waited for you to come.
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But I couldn? figure out what it was for.
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So now I? looking out still waiting for you to come,
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and it seems like I can? do anything to help you.
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But I? doing it all wrong.
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I don? wanna be here anymore,
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but I can? do it for you that? not what it? for.
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And I don? wanna look at the stars one more time,
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and I think I can do it and I?l be fine.
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I said I? not giving it to you this time It? for God,
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nothing more, and I think I?l be fine.
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You tied these strings around me
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and choked me up to where I couldn? feel anything, and I just wanna move.
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I can? sit here anymore,
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I? so sick of the floor, there? just something more.
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He? going back there, back where,
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everyone? got a line, but if there? no love I don? want it this time.
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I don? wanna fight it anymore, so here I am, and I? not yours.
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I said I don? wanna do it for you this time.
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This Time
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| Everyday Sunday |
