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What can we do |
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To make this worse? |
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Where can we lay down |
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A blanket of fallen leaves |
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Too thin to sweep |
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Scatter dry heaves |
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My stone mixture |
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Floor boards keep moving in |
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Ruptured on casualties |
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No immunity |
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At least that's how it seems |
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Don't make a sound |
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It throws me off |
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My center of |
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Gravity is lost |
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Don't fake alarms |
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Don't siren off |
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Don't make a sound |
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It throws me off |
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Branches enclose |
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These walls won't hold |
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Turn tail from the parallel |
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The roots of your family tree |
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Or let them see |
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Cause I'm buried too deep |
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Don't make a sound |
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It throws me off |
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My center of |
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Gravity is lost |
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Don't fake alarms |
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Don't siren off |
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Don't make a sound |
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It throws me off |
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If you only knew |
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Trying to move |
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Trying to move |
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Keep my head high |
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We made a life |
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We made a life |
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Visualize |
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Objects in sky |
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Objects in sky |
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If you only knew |
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Thought this would leave us |
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On the ground, we will |
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Taste this, |
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On the ground, |
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I will Be there, |
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On the ground, waiting |
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Patient On the ground |
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She sways over to me |
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Pointing overboard |
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But I can't see nothing |
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She sways over to me |
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She's still going on |
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But I can't hear anything |
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She sways over to me |
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Pointing overboard |
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But I can't see nothing |
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She sways over to me |
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She's still going on |
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But I can't hear anything |
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Don't make a sound |
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It throws me off |
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My center of |
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Gravity is lost |
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Don't fake alarms |
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Don't siren off |
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Don't make a sound |
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It throws me off |
