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Teksty: Subways. All Or Nothing. All Or Nothing.

Fall out of love only to fall back in
To reach the end only to start again
My friends say get a clue
It's just something we all go though, oh Lord

Avoiding luck with something more to prove
I'd like an option but I hate to choose
Those days are dead and gone
And in time we all move on, oh Allah

So sad the way we hold our heads in hands
Regrets are all excuses to be bad
These days it's all or nothing now and I can't go on thinking of how
Things change and now they're getting strange

Want to be good, want you to see me shine
I'd make you proud if you give me the time
But what's a boy to do
When there's nothing left to loose, Ganesha?

And it's so sad the way we hold our heads in hands
Regrets are all excuses to be bad
These days it's all or nothing now and I can't go on thinking of how
Things change and now they're getting strange

Climb down from your high horse
Worse happens in cold wars
Don't think I don't see you
Watching me as I watch you

Mistaken for something
Much smarter than I am
Don't think I don't see you
Watching me as I watch you
As I watch you

Fall out of love only to fall back in
To reach the end only to start again
But what's a boy to do
When there's nothing left to loose?

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