The wind shifts by itself
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Reminding us where we've been
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We kick and scream and raise hell
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Til we're too tired to stand
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We tear down all our sense
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And we'll force our opinion
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We'll make sure we're ahead
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We'll hate ourselves in the end
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I wanted to be loved by someone
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I didn't want to be so scared
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This wind changed me
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(I used to care)
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This wind changed me
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The Wind Shifts
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| Silverstein |
