Its three oclock in the morning And its time to go The traffics moving Just like a circus show Theres a car crash in my head And one on the road And nothing seems to go As I planned it to go So Ill just take it as it comes Cause it all just might be a joke And Ill take it as it goes It goes away with my better days In every situation Theres a moment of hope From 57th To the streets of Rome So we stand in line And we quietly wait our turn Just to see that nothing is What it seems to be So Ill just take it as it comes Cause it all just might be a joke And Ill take it as it goes It goes away with my better days So much to see But Im caught in between All that Ive got Well I cant choose between Whats fake and whats real Coax me to stop Wont you come lift us up Ill just take it as it comes Cause it all just might be a joke And Ill take it as it goes It goes away with my better days
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