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lit like halloween |
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and roadtop signs |
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that i can't read |
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dream from out of place |
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and aimed at empty songs |
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that he said |
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on knees i wait |
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from falling off my feet |
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and god is gold |
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dust a shallow grave |
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will follow you and me |
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and fall on you |
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sleep comes |
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it's like a dream |
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and conversation speaks |
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in made up lines repeat |
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say what i said |
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red light or green |
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scared but i can't speak |
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paved boredom grey |
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take what i need |
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from out of place |
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sleep comes |
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it's like a dream |
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and conversation speaks |
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in made up lines repeat |
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say what i said |
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lit like halloween |
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they nailed up signs |
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but i can't see |
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and tongues that sing like breathe |
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impersonate you, me, you |
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sleep comes |
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it's like a dream |
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and conversation speaks |
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in down my sleep repeat |
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say what i said |
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a mirror tries to fill my time |
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a boredom eyes blind |
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with all that's yours that you call lives |
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and aimed at empty songs and he said |
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a mirror tries to fill my time |
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a boredom eyes blind |
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with all that's yours that you call lives |
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i don't mine |
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sleep comes |
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it's like a dream |
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and conversation speaks |
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in made up lines repeat |
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say what i said |
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say what i said |