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He's never going back
Refuses to be left behind
He doesn't understand
How they so easily made up their minds
You had it in your hands
So how is it so hard to find?
You still don't understand
The reason you've been treated so unkind
There's nowhere left for you to hide
Afraid and bound by your design
If you don't know what you're looking for
What will you find?
You need a little time
Do you can get your head around your mind
If you don't know what you're looking for
What will you find?
Something you don't like?
You never get it back
Do what's the point in killing time?
You still don't understand the reason
You've been treated so unkind |
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