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Moving out I found some pictures of places in past times
Remember how we got through those moments of being fools
To pass the days with the passion plays
I loved to dance the stage
And through our fights we changed our lives
We're still related in all the truth

CHORUS
And I'm, well I'm still related
Yeah I'm still related
And everybody has got the groove

The night crowd pays the rent
Now that we're playing our instruments
And underneath the car little John got his hands on a harp
Now we're sleeping days
And our past life plays and we face the stage
And through our fights we changed our lives
We're still related in all the truth

And I'm, well I'm still related
Yeah I'm still related
And everybody has got the groove
And I'm, well I'm still related
Yeah I'm still related
In the crowd all around you
Hey

Why don't you come with me, get off your ass
And leave your ego at the door
You can always stay out late
It's a different place
We're just finding our way to the show
To the show
To the show
Yeah

And I'm, well I'm still related
Yeah I'm still related
And everybody has got the groove
And I'm, well I'm still related
Yeah I'm still related
In the crowd I will find you
Still related, yeah
Still related, yeah
Still related, yeah
Still related


Mirror lyrics:

Still related
Still related, yeah
Still related, yeah
Still related, yeah
In the crowd I will find you
Yeah I'm still related
And I'm, well I'm still related
And everybody has got the groove
Yeah I'm still related
And I'm, well I'm still related

Yeah
To the show
To the show
We're just finding our way to the show
It's a different place
You can always stay out late
And leave your ego at the door
Why don't you come with me, get off your ass

Hey
In the crowd all around you
Yeah I'm still related
And I'm, well I'm still related
And everybody has got the groove
Yeah I'm still related
And I'm, well I'm still related

We're still related in all the truth
And through our fights we changed our lives
And our past life plays and we face the stage
Now we're sleeping days
And underneath the car little John got his hands on a harp
Now that we're playing our instruments
The night crowd pays the rent

And everybody has got the groove
Yeah I'm still related
And I'm, well I'm still related
CHORUS

We're still related in all the truth
And through our fights we changed our lives
I loved to dance the stage
To pass the days with the passion plays
Remember how we got through those moments of being fools
Moving out I found some pictures of places in past times


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