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Calm turns to coma and I'm washed away in sleep |
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There's a man on the train talking to his feet |
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All these places sound the same |
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I've forgotten what I need |
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Missed my stop again |
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Days turn into weeks |
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Open up the senses that were holding me back |
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Wide open spaces where strangers once sat |
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Fade into blue |
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Fade into black |
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I subside |
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I'm weightless |
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I'm a panic attack |
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And I just let go |
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And I just lost control |
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And everything I am |
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It's all in my hands |
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It's all in my hands |
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What are these standing stones with edges cut to curves? |
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White-washed the colours and get what I deserve |
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Drown out the voices and everything I heard |
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Paralyse the choices |
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Sever all the nerves |
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Bleeding karma rescued me beneath this hollow sky |
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If I don't do anything, do these rules still apply? |
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Can't see the danger |
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Can't see the sense |
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I'm just a stranger claiming self-defence |
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And I just let go |
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And I just lost control |
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And everything I am |
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It's all in my hands |
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It's all in my hands |
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Numb as I am, |
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It's all in my hands |
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I nearly got lost back then |
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Nearly let a cry out |
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What if I just kept on walking? |
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What if I just walked right out? |
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What if I just walked right out? |
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And I just let go |
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I just lost control |
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And everything I am |
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Is all in my hands |
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Numb as I am, |
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It's all in my hands |
