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CROWDED HOUSE
(Neil Finn) Don't stand around like friends at a funeral Eyes to the ground It could have been you Why do you weep For the passing of ages You slip with the back of your hand You're taking it out on the one you love I couldn't believe it But we might still survive And rise up through the maze If you could change your life And never be the same How long must I wait For you to release me I pay for each mistake While you suffer in silence I could still have an easy life But the life ain't worth living Once more will i hear you say We might still survive And rise up through the maze If you could change your life And never be the same Don't stand around Like friends at a funeral Eyes to the ground Don't suffer in silence 'cause we might still survive And rise up through the maze If you could change your life And never be the same Everytime I hear you Never be the same And everytime I mess up Never be the same
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