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Got nothing left but it ain't bringing me down |
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I'm just gonna follow the sound |
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I got nothing left but it ain't bringing me down |
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I'm just gonna follow the sound |
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And the sound is pleasing when it sounds like it is breathing |
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There's no one around to hear the notes falling down |
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Nobody seems to care, the feeling isn't there |
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Like it was all a bad dream, now we're looking everywhere |
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You keep searching |
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You keep on searching |
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You're flirting with it now |
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Got nothing left but it ain't bringing me down |
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I'm just gonna follow the sound |
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I got nothing left but it ain't bringing me down |
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I'm just gonna follow the sound |
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That ringing in my ears, what's that sound? |
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It's the cold death knell of the big ship's bell |
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See the strings unwound, see them lying on the ground |
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Can't pick up your guitar 'cause you've forgotten the sound |
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We'll keep searching |
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We'll keep on searching |
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We're flirting with it now |
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Got nothing left but it ain't bringing me down |
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I'm just gonna follow the sound |
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I got nothing left but it ain't bringing me down |
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I'm just gonna follow the sound |
