| Days, days, days
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| Days, days, days
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| Days, days
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| So who’s that lady with her picture painted on my everything?
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| And what is she trying to say now?
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| I could probably spend my time thinking all about some better things
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| I’ve been floating for so long, think I’m ready to drown
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| Said I’m going down, down, down, down
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| I’m going down, down, down, down
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| Yeah I’m going down, down, down, down, down, down
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| I’m in way over my head these (days)
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| I’m in way over my head most (days)
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| I’m in way over my head most (days)
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| I’m in way over my head most (days)
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| I’m in way over my head most (days)
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| Most (days)
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| Most (days)
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| Most (days)
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| I’m sticking to deprive 'em of it all
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| Something beautiful to brace my fall
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| Gotta find a melody
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| Gotta guide some memories
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| And don’t believe in what they say
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| A predator will find his prey
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| Close your eyes and run around
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| They comin' now to hunt you down
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| And can open up the blinds let the light in, please
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| I get kind of tired of fighting
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| We need make love, we need to make love
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| Days, days
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| This is confusion, confusion
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| This confusion, confusion
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| There’s a confusion, confusion
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| There’s a confusion, confusion
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| There’s confusion |