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I could be wrong, we could wait to tomorrow
When the money's spent there's nothing left of me
You're carried off by a weight that just follows
All the others that we drag beneath our feet
And i said

You were always like a child
This was just a fantasy
Woke me up inside from some kind of channelled sleep

Drag me along
That's a way that i follow
And we're better off pretending to be friends
It's good enough, that that's all we can offer
Lower your expectations of me

You were always like a child
This was just a fantasy
Woke me up inside from some kind of channelled sleep

Our time has come
We've carried on
So long
I can't hold on
We are so young
We've already spent so much
What's left
Hold on

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