They tell me your blue skies fade to gray * F: V& e5 X+ B. J; a) J; n1 f gThey tell me your passion's gone away: x" ]3 y1 U3 D2 ~2 |" ?
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You stand in the line just to hit a new low. O4 w( E+ O4 c* r
You're faking a smile with the coffee you go6 l7 m; j- n0 Y7 g, c
You tell me your life's been way off line 8 |( X: R2 I/ a \* o& \5 p1 R% [You're falling to pieces every time - q9 A: ]" Y$ q. o/ v. g- D; q! E3 O" T# n$ S; L Bad Day---(Daniel Powter) : ]- _" u1 D% }* ?% x6 o& _ J3 d