| And I was sinking underwater
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| Drowning in a memory of you
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| And now it’s time for me to recover
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| Coming to the surface for a better view
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| Oh, yeah
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| In the good times, in the bad times
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| You need a high to feel alive
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| In the headlines, they criticise, yeah
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| No love for the cynics or your fifteen minutes
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| I got no time for it
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| I’m back again, I’m back again
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| I’m back again, I’m back again
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| Feels better with the lights off, don’t it?
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| Nobody can tell who we really are
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| It’s funny when you think about it
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| Dark days shape us into who we really are, are, yeah
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| In the good times, in the bad times
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| You need a high to feel alive
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| In the headlines, they criticise, yeah
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| No love for the cynics or your fifteen minutes
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| I got no time for it
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| I’m back again, I’m back again
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| I’ve had enough, I’m coming up
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| I’m back again, I’m back again
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| I’m back again, I’m back again
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| I’ve had enough, I’m coming up
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| I’m back again, I’m back again
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| I’m back again (Sinking underwater)
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| I’m back again (Trying to recover)
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| I’ve had enough, I’m coming up
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| I’m back again, I’m back again |