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Tough, you think you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone You're hard enough You don't have to put up a fight You don't have to always be right Let me take some of the punches For you tonight Listen to me now I need to let you know You don't have to go it alone And it's you when I look in the mirror And it's you when I don't pick up the phone Sometimes you can't make it on your own We fight all the time You and I...that's alright We're the same soul I don't need...I don't need to here your say That if we weren't so alike You'd like me a whole lot mere Listen to me now I need to let you know You don't have to go it alone And it's you when I look in the mirror And ti's you when I don't pick up the phone Sometimes you can't make it on your own I know that we don't talk I'm sick of it all Can - you - hear - me - when - I - Sing, you're the reason I sing You're the reason why the opera is in me... Where are we now? I've still got to let you know A house still doesn't make a home Don' leave me here alone... And it's you when I look in the mirror And ti's you when I don't pick up the phone Sometimes you can't make it on your own Sometimes you can't make it The best you can do is to fake it Sometimes you can't make it on your own |
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| 2. |
| 3:27 |
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My cell is ringing
No ID I need to know who's calling My garden's overgrown I go out on my belly crawling I got CCTV, pornography, CNBC I got the nightly news To get to know the enemy All I want is a picture of you All I want is to get right next to you All I want is your face in a locket Picture in my pocket I take a pill to stop it I know these fast cars Will do me no good I'm going nowhere Where I am it is a lot of fun There in the desert to dismantle an atomic bomb I watch you shadow box Check the stocks I'm in detox I want the lot of what you've got What you've got can make this stop All I want is a picture of you All I want is to get right next to you All I want is your picture in a locket Your face in my pocket Take a pill to stop it I know these fast cars Will do me no good Child inside Don't you worry 'bout your mind Don't you worry 'bout your mind Don't you worry 'bout your mind Don't you worry 'bout your mind You should worry 'bout the day That the pain it goes away You know I miss mine sometimes The size is much too big There is no fiction That will truly fit the situation I'm documenting every detail Every conversation Not used to talkin' to somebody in the body Somebody in a body, Somebody in a body |
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