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PllajëWastedloveWalkaWayloveMyselFSee I know SomethIngS comIng. lIke gRaInS of Sand InSIde my hand, naked In the StReetS. nothIng left foR you, baby. It haS to be. It’S fallIng away fRom me now. the woRSt, they Seem to get the beSt of me. not a yeS, oR a maybe. RIght? fallIng away fRom me now. you’ve taken eveRythIng. aIn’t no ReaSon to hang aRound heRe. aIn’t theRe a calm befoRe the StoRm? a wISe man would undeRStand, I’ve tRIed and tRIed to Stop befoRe, fInd Somebody elSe. I heaRd Some one Say It’S lIke a SlIng Shot. but I juSt dISagRee now. but I wIll neveR leave becauSe I... you keep gettIng pulled back and pulled back, I juSt dISagRee now. cant you See that I’m cRazy, tIll you get let go and fly foRwaRd. don’t know what I’m waItIng foR, and I don’t want you to hate me. how do fly foRwaRd wIthout cloSuRe? See, the whole entIRe woRld ISn’t quIte enough. but I can’t walk away. but, you know I can’t StIck aRound heRe. how do you get let go fRom thoSe thIngS that aRe holdIng no It’S not enough. no, I can’t walk away. you back? I want to feel SomethIng that’S not juSt waSted love. ‘SaId, I juSt can’t feel It anymoRe, See, I don’t love mySelf. See I know It’S comIng, juSt waSted love. but I can’t walk away. So, how can I expect Somebody elSe to do the thIngS that I… but how long tIll It’S heRe. no, I can’t walk away. that I can’t do mySelf? ‘cauSe I don’t know how long I can waIt. lIke gRaInS of Sand InSIde my hand, So, I won’t huRt nobody elSe anymoRe. you StaRt to Second gueSS all that you’ve come to thInk about It’S fallIng away fRom me now. wouldn’t you agRee? anythIng you thought you knew. theRe’S Someone In my head, I won’t huRt nobody elSe. eveRythIng juSt ISn’t the Same aS how you See, the whole entIRe woRld ISn’t quIte enough. but It’S not me. nobody. peRceIved It to be. no It’S not enough. the devIl’S tRapped In my body. you’ve hIt a plateau. I want to feel SomethIng that’S not juSt waSted love. I’ve tRIed and tRIed to Stop befoRe, juSt waSted love. but I wIll neveR leave becauSe I… thingyouMissadáthe woRld ISn’t quIte enough. don’t know what I’m waItIng foR, you wanted me, all of thIS waSted love. but I can’t walk away. but I don’t thInk that theRe’S Such thIng. bReathe In the lIfe. no, I can’t walk away. well, I can be, fIll uS wIth wateR. and when I fInd you eveRythIng fadeS away. ‘SaId, I juSt can’t feel It anymoRe, whateveR you want me to be. we’Re takIng It faRtheR and faRtheR. but I can’t walk away. See, momma can’t make It RIght. eveRythIng fadeS away. no, I can’t walk away. and I don’t love you, no. don’t look to youR fatheR. but, you and I can make belIeve. we need to be SmaRteR and SmaRteR. I can’t walk away. pRetendIng’S haRd; everythingFadesbut, gIvIng up IS eaSy. thIS won’t happen twIce. no matteR what you See. we can take It Slow. So don’t even bNotheRo. additional daSatIda, ev eRcythaIng.n be hidden becIt’Sa nout mes. e theRe’S endleSS poSSIbIlItIeS.weRe takIng It faRtheR and faRtheR. eveRythIng. but, huRRy up becauSe the momentS fadIng.eveRythIng f deS away. no matteR what yo ut Sehe. is template is built to bleed! See, fReedom comeS wIth a pRIce, It’S not me. a lIfe lIke thIS, but that’S juSt a paRt of lIfe. DIt alle juSlt efadetS eawa y this text before image placement! IS neveR SomethIng you can fIx, no.‘SaId, that’S juSt a paRt of lIfe. no one can Save me fRom mySelf. and, aS tIme tuRnS tRIckS,eveRythIng. love IS lIke a thIng you mISS on the way. It’S comIng. I can See foR mIleS. eveRythIng. ‘SaId, I don’t know what I’m waItIng foR, head towaRdS the lIght. eveRythIng fadeS away. but I can’t walk away. we only See we own the nIght. It all juSt fadeS away. no, I can’t walk away. what we wanna See. nothIng StayS the Same. we dISagRee we’Re done playIng nIce. wIth RealIty. So don’t be a maRtyR. ‘cauSe eveRythIngdóndeestoywe’ve got to be haRdeR and haRdeR. eveRythIng. and I don’t love you, no. It all juSt fadeS away. ¿meRezco lo bueno que vIene a mí? but, you and I can make belIeve. we came heRe to fIght, eveRythIng fadeS away. cuando te encuentRe, yo te meRezco? pRetendIng’S haRd; and that’S juSt a paRt of lIfe. fadeS away. ¿voy a encontRaR? but, gIvIng up IS eaSy. ‘SaId, thatS juSt a paRt of lIfe. ¿voy a encontRaRme a mí mISmo? we can take It Slow. and, I wISh It could. eS máS, ¿ImpoRta? theRe’S endleSS poSSIbIlItIeS. It’S comIng. I can See foR mIleS. wISh It could. a quIén le ImpoRta but, huRRy up becauSe the momentS fadIng. head towaRdS the lIght. wISh It could Stay the Same. tal vez, uSted puede haceR que me olvIde. we own the nIght. tal vez no ImpoRta donde yo voy a eStaR a lIfe lIke thIS, but, eveRythIng. donde eStoy IS neveR SomethIng you can fIx, no. eveRyday you’Re alwayS fIghtIng foR SomethIng. eveRythIng. donde he eStado and, aS tIme tuRnS tRIckS, eveRythIng you neveR See IS comIng. eveRythIng fadeS away. lo que ImpoRta eS dónde Se encuentRa love IS lIke a thIng you mISS on the way. It’ll fInd you. ¿dónde eStáS? It’ll fInd you. ¿dónde eStoy? we may neveR eveR feel It agaIn, the RuSh. you’Re RunnIng out. but, we can make you feel betteR the moRe we cRuSh. you’Re RunnIng out. you know eveRy lIttle thIng dependS on tRuSt. each begInnIng IS the StaRt of the end foR uS. a lIfe lIke thIS, IS neveR SomethIng you can fIx, no. and, aS tIme tuRnS tRIckS, love IS lIke a thIng you mISS on the way., theonePllajë engineer and Mixed by jmSn at the whIte Room la, ca jaSon butleR - vocalS Mastered by vlado melleR at maSteRdISk, nyc chRIStIan? maRy keatIng - StRIngS artWork & design by Samüel johnSon aRe you awake? jmSn - vocalS , keyS all songs Written by c. beRIShaj (cRyStal beRRIeS muSIc / aScap) can you heaR me? elIzabeth jeanette - vocalS except ‘adá’, wRItten by c. beRIShaj & j.m. andeRSon (Sound of coloRS collIdIng / bmI). I gotta tell you SomethIng. adá cRoSSIng a lIne that don’t exISt. jmSn - vocalS, guItaR, dRum SequencIng & peRcuSSIon ManageMent / a&r bRandon phelpS foR vaRIable enteRtaInment ‘feel lIke the dRugS aRe SInkIng’ In. elIzabeth jeanette - vocalS legal aFFairs aaRon RoSenbeRg foR myman gReenSpan fIneman fox RoSenbeRg & lIght llp and, I don’t wanna SaIl agaInSt the wInd. chRIS wIlSon - dRumS agency john maRx, ben totIS & bRIan cohen foR wIllIam moRRIS endeavoR but, I feel lIke youR tIde IS pullIng me In; RonnIe fIcaRRo - baSS and I’m tRyIng to make SenSe of It all. john andeRSon - pIano, vocalS I’d lIke to, fIRSt and foRemoSt, thank god; foR eveRythIng that IS my lIfe. my mom and dad. my bRotheRS and SISteR; foR all of theIR luISana heRnandez - vocalS love and SuppoRt. my manageR, bRandon; foR the haRd woRk and majoR & uncondItIonal SuppoRt. my band; chRIS wIlSon, elIot SomethIng tellS me that thIS IS RIght. maRy keatIng - StRIngS loRango, john andeRSon and adam mIltenbeRgeR; foR StIckIng wIth me thRoughout thIS tIme and playIng on thIS album. RonnIe of all the thIngS I could take away fRom thIS. adam mIltenbeRgeR - vocalS fIcaRRo foR alwayS beIng theRe to play baSS foR me. maRy keatIng foR alwayS beIng theRe to lay down StRIngS Really appRecIate Someone tell me, If thIS IS lIfe. nathan moomaw - Saw how could I have eveR been So oblIvIouS. the help. thank you kaRla moy foR the SuppoRt fRom the StaRt. thank you amelIa tRaSk foR helpIng uS woRk thIS RecoRd and Wasted love belIevIng In It. aaRon RoSenbeRg. john maRx, ben totIS, bRIan cohen and the team at wme. cRaIg muench and m3. evan tRIndl and all the tIme, you’Re on my mInd. jmSn - vocalS, guItaR, dRum SquencIng & keyS aScap. StephanIe SeageR and StellaR pR. alycIa bellamy, jaSon butleR, belen gaRma feIjoo, bRIllIant gaRcIa, lucIana heRnandez, nylo - vocalS elIzabeth jeanette, SebaStIan maldonado, ShInya mIzoguchI, nathan moomaw, nIIa, nylo and jameS SaundeRS foR theIR ‘SaId, could you be the one? chRIS wIlSon - vocalS contRIbutIonS to thIS body of woRk. that god would Save my lIfe wIth? maRy keatIng - StRIngS ‘SaId, could you be the one? john andeRSon - guItaR my one and only. come heRe. RonnIe fIcaRRo - baSS WWW.iaMjMsn.coM WWW.WhiterooMrecords.coM could you be the one? everything Fades jmSn - vocalS, guItaR, SequencIng & keyS do you love me? john andeRSon - pIano ℗ & © 2013 whIte Room RecoRdS Really, tell me... maRy keatIng - StRIngS do you love me? elIot loRango - baSS tRyIng to make SenSe of It all. Walk aWay No jmSn - vocalS, guItaR, dRum SequencIng & keySSomethIng tellS me that thIS IS RIght. john andeRSon - pIano, RhodeS, guItaRof all the thIngS I could taake adwayd fRoimt thiISo. nal dacthRaIS w IlScona - dRnumS be hidden because this template is built to bleed! Someone tell me, If thIS IS lIfe. jameS SaundeRS - StRIngS how could I have eveR been So oblIvIouS. dónde estoy all the tIme, you’Re on my mInd. DSebaSetIenl mealdtoenado -t vhocaliSs text before image placement! jmSn - vocalS, guItaR, baSS, pIano, RhodeS ‘SaId, could you be the one? belen gaRma feIjoo - vocalS that god would Save my lIfe wIth? ‘SaId, could you be the one? love MyselF my one and only. come heRe. jmSn - vocalS, guItaR, pIano, dRum SequencIng could you be the one? thing u Miss jmSn - vocalS, pIano, guItaR, dRumS & key SequencIng, baSS jameS SaundeRS - StRIngSFoolthe one fInally alone wIth all my thoughtS. jmSn - vocalS, dRum & keyS SequencIng, guItaR, baSS It’S funny when you can heaR youRSelf talk, out loud. nIIa - vocalS you thought you had a lot moRe to Say. luISana heRnandez - vocalS but, It tuRnS out It’S no dIffeRent today; ShInya mIzoguchI - RhodeS and you knew It all along. RonnIe fIcaRRo - baSS maRy keatIng - StRIngS dIdn’t you? alycIa bellamy - vocalS I’m fool. Fool I’m a fool foR you. jmSn - vocalS, guItaR, dRum & key SequencIng, baSS john andeRSon - pIano dumb me down and gIve me what I thought I Should take. chRIS wIlSon - dRumS thIngS juSt mIght be betteR off that way. elIot loRango - baSS ‘cauSe eveRybody thInkS that they know beSt; maRy keatIng - StRIngS but, It tuRnS out they’Re no dIffeRent fRom the ReSt of uS. all StRIngS compoSed & aRRanged by jmSn we’Re all foolS. we’Re all foolS foR you. we’Re made to make mIStakeS, but one IS all It takeS. we’Re So afRaId of gettIng old. motheR maRy, Save ouR SoulS. we’Re all foolS. we’Re all foolS foR you. SaId I’m a fool foR you, and theRe’S nothIng I can do.]

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