| Beautiful smiles, and beautiful voices
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| Tumbling down, well they made their choices
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| I’d rather admire the people that are tired
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| The ones that have an empty face
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| The ones that I can just erase
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| Facing all of them, but all of them are you
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| (We know we’re wasting time)
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| Too fragile to contend that all of them are you
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| (No questions asked, no reasons why)
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| This broken design of what this has come to
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| All this in time; |
| I know it will fade soon
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| And I’m aware of the problems
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| The ones that surround me now
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| The faces of all of them, embracing a weary smile
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| Facing all of them, but all of them are you
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| (We know we’re wasting time)
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| Too fragile to contend that all of them are you
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| (No questions asked, no reasons why)
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| Facing all of them, but all of them are you
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| (We know we’re wasting time)
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| Too fragile to contend that all of them are you
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| (No questions asked, no reasons why)
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| We know we’re wasting time
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| No questions asked, no reasons why
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| We’re spent; |
| a bitter end
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| The places we knew, the people we’ve been
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| We know we’re wasting time
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| No questions asked, no reasons why
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| We’re spent; |
| a bitter end
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| The places we knew, the people we’ve been
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| Facing all of them, but all of them are you
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| (We know we’re wasting time)
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| Too fragile to contend that all of them are you
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| (No questions asked, no reasons why)
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| Facing all of them, but all of them are you
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| (We're spent; a bitter end)
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| Too fragile to contend that all of them are you
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| (The places we knew, the people we’ve been) |