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By Our Lady Peace, Lying on the bed I say
Everybody feels this way
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By Our Lady Peace, Cut my wings
I'm growing them back today
Tomorrow's uptight, tomorrow's a
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By Our Lady Peace, you don't understand and
you don't try and see
the
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By Our Lady Peace, We live, we die
Well, I don't know the reasons we
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By Our Lady Peace, You, you, you
You haven't seen the world outside for days
You
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By Our Lady Peace, You don't know me, but I see you
You got your
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By Our Lady Peace, I checked my pulse, said all my prayers
Walked a thousand
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By Our Lady Peace, Listen to the color of your dreams
Turn off you mind,
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By Our Lady Peace, can't believe she fell
the silence was unnerving
the crowd
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By Our Lady Peace, There's no holding me back
I'm not driven by fear
I'm just
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By Our Lady Peace, I walked around my good intentions
and found that there were
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By Our Lady Peace, i crawled out from the pain of yesterday
i crawled to
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By Our Lady Peace, wave back, and if you find out again
i'll never
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By Our Lady Peace, Lying on the bed I say
Everybody feels this way.
But anybody
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By Our Lady Peace, 1949.
George Orwell portrays a chilling world in which computers are
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By Our Lady Peace, 2029.
There's an ongoing discussion about the legal rights of computers
And
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By Our Lady Peace, Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Feathers on
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By Our Lady Peace, standing solo
getting nowhere
you and me, Sunday, driving
not
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By Our Lady Peace, You want a revolution
You want blood
You wanna be rich
You
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By Our Lady Peace, Checked my pulse
Said all my prayers
Walked a thousand
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By Our Lady Peace, There's no holding me back,
I'm not driven by fear, I'm
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By Our Lady Peace, All my friendsAlone on a hillThey're just looking downWith violent
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By Our Lady Peace, Your life has been so hardIt's been dried up angels
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By Our Lady Peace, Goodbye, the future's sold outThere's no use screaming Who thought
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By Our Lady Peace, You haven't seen the world outside for days You sleep,
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By Our Lady Peace, caught you knocking at my cellar door love you baby
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By Our Lady Peace, She builds her own satelliteFrom an old rusted chairShe leaves