there's a place in my head
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it's full of memories and i can't even take a peek
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there's a place, full of broken promises
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and i can't even bring myself to speak
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and i know now everything about you
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and i can't even try to
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separate the past from every ensuing day
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i try to show that i can grow
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but i can't give all you can take
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and i believe it all works out
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when i'm in your arms
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hey, if it feels so much like the way that it should
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then it doesn't matter if its wrong
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hey, if it feels so much like the way that it should
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hey, maybe you're better off when i'm gone
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well, i can't stand the way our lines are crossing
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as i just lie here tossing, turning with the fan above my head
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i'm falling down, i'm on the ground
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you're in the air, you're all around
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and i do believe it all works out
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when i'm in your arms
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hey, if it feels so much like the way that it should
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then it doesn't matter if its wrong
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hey, if it feels so much like the way that it should
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hey, maybe you're better off when i'm gone
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something wrong to....
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hey, if it feels so much like the way that it should
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then it doesn't matter if its wrong
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hey, if it feels so much like the way that it should
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hey, maybe you're better off when i'm gone
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I can love and I can, to think about it
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I can
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but I know as I grow old, I can not be
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I can't be that way
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no, I, I, I, I, I do
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I do believe, yeah
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I, I, I, I, I, no
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I do believe
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All U Can Take
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