Sorry son, this is what I've done
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This is what I've done
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It was a long sad supper without you
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I had to be cruel to be kind
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We have to leave the past behind
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La la la
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And isn't it strange how people can change
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And isn't it weird how people I feared
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They all seem worthless now
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I will ride on my bicycle, I ride thinking of you
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As I'm riding on my tricycle, I ride
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I see the sun in the trees, and I feel the psychedelic breeze
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And I see the sun in the trees, and I feel the psychedelic breeze
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Sorry son, this is what I've done
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This is what I've done
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It was a long sad supper without you
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Please don't hold me responsible
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I tried and tried
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It wasn't the same without my brain
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It wasn't a game, it wasn't a game
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Oh not now
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I will ride on my bicycle, I ride thinking of you
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As I'm riding on my tricycle, I ride
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I see the sun in the trees, and I feel the psychedelic breeze
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I see the sun in the trees, and I feel the psychedelic breeze
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La la la
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Sorry son
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Oh I am so sorry son
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Sorry Son
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| Cranberries |
