| Funny how lifes |
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Twists |
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Work |
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Shoulds |
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Cut against the |
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Heart |
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| Twists of |
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Tragedy |
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Human comedy |
| Always prowling
around on the |
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Outskirts of |
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Our |
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Lives |
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| Never know when
another will |
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Slip into |
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Town |
| Upset the balance
we've just |
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Managed to |
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Restore to our |
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Days |
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| Always twisting |
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Turning |
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Unfolding |
| Never can nail it
down |
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Always going to
come |
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Unraveled |
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Again |
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| Have to learn how
to |
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Embrace it |
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All |
| Accept that it will
happen |
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Some new trouble
that |
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We must |
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Conquer |
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| It'd get so dull if |
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All was set |
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Devoid of chance |
| Got to hold on |
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Keep growing |
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Keep learning to |
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Adapt |
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| Sweet silence |
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So often |
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Broken |
| Some new trial |
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Some new villain |
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Pounding at the |
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Door |
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