They tell me your blue skies fade to gray4 M8 {1 [+ L( F+ B' N. }% E
They tell me your passion's gone away3 L5 F1 W$ I' u) \9 R
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You stand in the line just to hit a new low, V* F7 s5 F9 S
You're faking a smile with the coffee you go " V: W5 K4 R M7 e1 J0 q( vYou tell me your life's been way off line 0 @* S8 @/ j6 G! P! w/ XYou're falling to pieces every time# Z6 W i+ x# D b9 L, `) [