Scattered shadows on a wall, you watch the long light fall
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Some impressions stay and some will fade
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Tattered shoes outside your door, clothes all on the floor
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Your life feels like the morning after all year long.
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Every day it starts again
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You cannot say if you're happy
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You keep trying to be
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Try harder, maybe, maybe,
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This is not your year. This is not your year.
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Movies, TV screens reflect just what you expected
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There's a world of shiny people somewhere else
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Out there following their bliss
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living easy, getting kissed
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while you wonder what else you're doing wrong
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Every day it starts again
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You cannot say if you're happy
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You keep trying to be
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Try harder, maybe, maybe,
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This is not your year. This is not your year.
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Breathe through it, write a list of desires
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Make a toast, make a wish, slash some tires
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Paint a heart repeating, beating "don't give up, don't give up."
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Scattered shadows on a wall, you watch the long light fall
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Some impressions stay and some will fade... away
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Every day it starts again
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Someday you'll say say if you're happy
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You keep trying to be
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Try harder, maybe, maybe,
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This is not your year. This is not your year.
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It's just not your year.This is not your year.
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This is not your year.
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Not Your Year
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The Weepies |