I'm right in the middle and give myself over to it all
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But if you look behind the scenes
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Then it always starts like this
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I always sleep too long
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Can't get it together and feel sh*tty because of it
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I don't recognize myself in the shop windows
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Don't spot anything I like
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I need the prettiest clothes
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And a hand that holds my hand forever
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What should we dream of, the way we are?
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The way we are? The way we are?
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What can we believe in? Where's this leading?
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What will come and stay, the way we are?
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I feel empty and the night weighs heavy
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So heavy on my shoulders
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It's been gone for a long time
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Another night just wasted
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I've searched and searched
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For eyes that interest me
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It's never worked
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But I don't wanna get it
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What should we dream of, the way we are?
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The way we are? The way we are?
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What can we believe in? Where's this leading?
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What will come and stay, the way we are?
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We let ourselves drift through the city's clubs
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Through strangers' hands and we never get enough
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With somebody else's lover
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We can't breathe anymore
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We drink too much, it's still a game without aim
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When's it gonna stop? When do we get out of here?
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What should we dream of? Where's home?
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What should we dream of, the way we are?
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The way we are? The way we are?
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What can we believe in? Where's this leading?
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What will come and stay, the way we are?
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We let ourselves drift through the city's clubs
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Through strangers' hands and we never get enough
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Then we wake up with somebody else's lover
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The ones we thought we'd never leave