Losing Hope
Jack Johnson
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| I got a | faulty | parachute, I | got a | stranger's | friend |
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| An exciting change in | my butchers | blend, |
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| A symbol on the ceiling | with the flick of a | switch |
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| Yeah my new found hero | and the enemy's | ditching | |
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| Well somebodies something was | left in a | room |
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| And now that it's gone well | of course we as | sume |
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| Somebody else needed | something so | bad |
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| They took everything | somebody | had | |
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| Losing | hope is | easy - | when your only | friend is gone |
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| And | every time you | look around - |
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| Well, it all, it | all just | seems to | change! |
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| The mark was left, man, it's | never the | same. |
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| Next time that you shoot | make sure | that you aim. |
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| Open windows with | passing | cars, |
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| A brand new night | with the same old | stars | |
| Losing hope is easy when your only friend is gone | |
| And every time you look around - | |
| Well, it all, it all just seems to change | |
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| Feed the fool | A piece of the | pie | |
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| Make a | fool of his | system | |
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| Make a | fool of his | mind | |
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| Give him | bottles of | lies | |
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| And | maybe he'll | find | |
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| His | place in | heaven | |
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| Cause | he might just | die | | |
| Losing hope is easy when your only friend is gone | |
| And every time you look around - | |
| Well, it all, it all just seems to change | |
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| But | hanging | on is | easy - | when you've got a | friend to call |
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| When | nothings making sense | at all - |
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| You're not the only | one that's | afraid of | change! |
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