| Oh, look, yeah, we’re back here again
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| It’s the same shit, saying bye to a friend
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| With a tight throat and oh, we’re crying again
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| And oh, we’re crying again
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| It’s grown so old, but we all still pretend
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| Wasn’t last year, another came to an end
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| Dressed in black clothes with your tissues in hand
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| And oh, we’re crying again, and oh, we’re crying again
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| Hey, tell me do you wonder?
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| They tell me that you’re kind
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| Are we falling apart
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| While we’re pacing around in a funeral home?
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| Hey, I’ll see you at another
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| Wake, and we’ll just call it life
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| We can’t get it back, now
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| We’re dancing around in our funeral home
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| Slow drift, you get a drink from the bar
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| To remember someone you hardly knew
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| With the same blood, you know just can’t forget
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| It’s such a shame to forget (Shame to forget)
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| It’s grown so old and now we’re crying again
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| (And now we’re crying again)
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| Hey, tell me do you wonder?
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| They tell me that you’re kind
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| Are we falling apart
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| While we’re pacing around in a funeral home?
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| Hey, I’ll see you at another
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| Wake, and we’ll just call it life
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| We can’t get it back, now
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| We’re dancing around in our funeral home
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| And I guess this is it
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| And I won’t see you around anymore
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| At what cost does it take?
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| Bring in your family
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| And close the door again
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| Again
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| Hey, tell me do you wonder?
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| They tell me that you’re kind
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| Are we falling apart
|
| While we’re pacing around in a funeral home?
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| Hey, I’ll see you at another
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| Wake, and we’ll just call it life
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| We can’t get it back, now
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| We’re dancing around in our funeral home |