| I don’t wanna sing the same old songs again
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| I ain’t gonna wage the same old wars
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| Don’t wanna break the same old promises
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| Don’t wanna see the same old sores
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| It’s easier to say it
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| Harder still to execute
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| Each defines your own sense of divine
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| But I’m not gonna let it out
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| Till I find something better
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| I don’t wanna live this way
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| Cuz it tears me away from you
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| When I feel the hopelessness
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| I’m alone in a crowded room
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| Every step I take
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| I keep walking the same old road
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| I gotta cut the chord
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| And keep digging till I can
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| Find me something tangible
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| White lies
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| Gonna feel the same ol' failure
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| Don’t wanna bleed the blues
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| Your gonna lose the same lover
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| Your gonna steer the same ol' suit
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| It’s easier to say it
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| Harder still to execute
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| Each defines their own sense of divine
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| But I’m not gonna let it out
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| Till I find something better
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| I don’t wanna live this way
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| Because it tears me away from you
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| And when I feel the loneliness
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| I’m alone in a crowded room
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| Every step I take
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| I keep walking the same old road
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| I gotta cut the chord
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| And keep digging till I can
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| Find me something tangible
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| You said you’d find something better
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| You said you’d find somebody better
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| Now it’s time to go and find your own way
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| I don’t wanna live this way
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| Cuz it tears me away from you
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| When I feel the hopelessness
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| I’m alone in a crowded room
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| Every step I take
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| I keep walking the same old road
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| I gotta cut the chord
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| And keep digging till I can
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| Find me something tangible |