الكلمات الأصلية
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Every day seems quiet to me
Hope and fate coliided it seems
Count mistakes to know where to lay blame
After we go round again
Things will get so easy and
You let yourself go round again
Every way's so pointlees it seems
A lack of faith and stupidity wins
The miles that divide serve only to impede
After we go round again
Things will get so easy and
You let yourself go round again
You let yourself go round again
After we go round again
Things will get so easy and
You let yourself go round again
You let yourself go round again
You let yourself go round again
You let yourself go round again
