(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
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When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
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when you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on.
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Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.
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Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along.
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When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
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if you feel like letting go, (hold on)
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when you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on.
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Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends.
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Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand.
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If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone
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If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
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when you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.
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Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
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everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes.
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And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on.
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Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on.
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Everybody Hurts
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Alex Parks |