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Everything is static |
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Since that |
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So what i've become |
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The dark rooms of your father |
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Just can't overwhelm |
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At dawn we might be careful |
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For our love it might rise |
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At the end of the snow |
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At dawn we might be quiet |
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For our bones they might rest |
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At the end of the snow |
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The dark room we left further |
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Through the woods. |
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You 've been scared |
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As tons of christians feared the lions |
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In the coliseum and cried |
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For solitude |
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And Everything was made |
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To waste the best of what they had in store |
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Everything is static |
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I'm after everything |
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Just staring at the basement of |
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This fall |
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You've been tryin |
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To waste the best of what i had in store |
