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Teksty: The Subways. 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 tgrough
Oh Lord!

Avoiding luck with something more to prove
I'd like an opinion but I hate to choose
But 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 old excuses to be bad
These are 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'm make you proud if you'd give me the time
But what's a boy to do?
When there's nothing left to lose?
Ganesha!

So sad
The way we hold our heads in hands
Regrets
Are old excuses to be bad
These are 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

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 lose?

(Thanks to Sebastian for these lyrics)
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