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My Papa told me to stay out of trouble |
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„When you’ve found your man, make sure he’s for real!“ |
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I’ve learned that nothing really lasts forever |
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I sleep with the scars I wear that won’t heal |
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Cos every time I seem to fall in love |
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I find the heart but then I hit the wall |
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That’s the call, that’s the game |
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and the pain stays the same |
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I’m walking down this empty road to nowhere |
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I pass by the houses and blocks I once knew. |
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My Mama told me not to mess with sorrow |
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But I always did, and Lord, I still do |
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I’m still breaking the rules |
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That’s my real middle-name |
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It has always been the same |
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That’s the call, that’s the game |
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and the pain stays the same. |
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I still feel the heat /Slowly fallin’ from the sky/ |
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and the taste of the kissing |
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Shattered by rain /Comin’ tumblin’ from behind/ |
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I kick it up I kick it down |
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And every time I seem to fall in love |
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I find the roses dying on the floor |
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That’s the call, that’s the game |
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and the pain stays the same |
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That’s my real middle-name |
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It has always been the same... |
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