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there must be more to it than this
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you count your blessings and guard your wrist
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I lost my head along the way
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thought maybe I had...something clever to say...hey...
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more than this...
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more than this...
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it tasted good, it tasted sweet
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and there was I time where I couldn't even sleep
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next to you
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almost God in angel's wings
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and now I'm a man in black
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hey, I'm free--look at me...
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there must be more to love than this
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there must be more to love than this
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and maybe dogs are meant for it,
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and maybe Heaven couldn't stand the face of that
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it's way too beautiful for me
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to see you here
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you're like a bird out over the sea...
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way over me...
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and I'm on my knees
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to see what fits
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I'm on my knees to get the hell out of it
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on my knees to find out what it was that I just missed!
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there must be more to love than this
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there must be more to love than this
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more than this...
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more than this...
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in the clueless hillside [?]
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come glue my head right [?]
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glue my name-song [???]
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come...cool now [???]
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more than this!
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more than this...
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I'll...
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talk it out
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endless tryin'...
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and you see what we've had!
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and you see what you had!
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see what you'll have...
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more than this...
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More Than This (reprise)
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| Low Pop Suicide |
