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I thought so much
′Bout what you said to me that morning
It really stuck with me
About parties and people
And my prerogative, as you perceive it
It hurts me when you see through my disguise
I go runnin' home to hide myself
Home to hide myself

The sun comes up on the city that I live in
Doesn′t matter where I am, I change with rhythm
Must've been hard being burdened by that wisdom
Hard to have hope when you know there's no decision

The sun comes up on the city that I live in
Doesn′t matter where I am, I change with rhythm
Must′ve been hard being burdened by that wisdom
Hard to have hope when you know there's no decision

The sun comes up in the morning
Doesn′t matter where I am
As I stare into the sun
Hard to have hope
How many lives I have to choose from?
Must've been hard
Hard to have hope

I remember
Under the bridge
8 a. m. on no sleep
As hot as it gets
You felt like dying
I said, "Don′t even joke
'Cause you′ve never been fucking funny"
You should've said you felt alone
Should've known

The sun comes up
Doesn′t matter where I am
Must′ve been hard
Hard to have hope

The sun comes up on the city that I live in
Doesn't matter where I am, I change with rhythm
Must′ve been hard being burdened by that wisdom
Hard to have hope when you know there's no decision

The sun comes up on the city that I live in
Doesn′t matter where I am, I change with rhythm
Must've been hard being burdened by that wisdom
Hard to have hope when you know there′s no decision

The sun comes up
Doesn't matter where I am
Must've been hard
Hard to have hope

The sun comes up
Doesn′t matter where I am
Must′ve been hard
Hard to have hope
Compositores: Angel Prost, Lulu Prost, Oscar Scheller, Sabrina Fuentes

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