Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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I’m waiting on everyone
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But I know that they can’t come here anyway
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I’m falling onto deaf ears
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And they insist that they will always be there
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To catch the voice as it falls down
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To a cushion of faces turned around
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I’m falling onto deaf ears
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But that will be fine just as long as I know
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That sometimes the silence is sweeter
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Sometimes the silence is sweeter
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Sometimes the silence is sweeter
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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And when they never get here
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This feeling only sticks for a little while
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Am I better off without them?
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Am I better off without them?
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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And sometimes the silence is sweeter
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Sometimes the silence is sweeter
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Sometimes the silence is sweeter
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Sometimes the silence is…
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh
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Sometimes the silence is…
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Sometimes the silence is sweeter
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(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh)
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Sometimes the silence is sweeter
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(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh)
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Sometimes the silence is sweeter
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(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh)
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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooooh |