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Breathe |
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LEXIE: |
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2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake, |
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can you help me unravel my latest mistake, |
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I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season |
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Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes |
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Like they have any right at all to critisize, |
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hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason |
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'Cause you can't jump the track,we're like cars on a cable |
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and life's like an hourglass, glued to the table |
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No one can find the rewind button girl, |
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So cradle your head in you hands |
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And breathe, just breathe, |
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Woah breathe, just breathe |
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May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss |
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Just today he sat down to the flask in his fist, |
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Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year. |
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Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while, |
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But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles, |
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Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it. |
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Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable, |
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And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table. |
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No one can find the rewind button boys, |
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So cradle your head in your hands, |
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And breathe, just breathe, |
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Woah breathe, just breahte |
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There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout |
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But you're just as far in as you'll ever be out |
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These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again |
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If you only try turning around. |
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2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song |
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If I get it all down on paper, its no longer |
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inside of me, threatening the life they belong to |
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And i feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd |
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Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud |
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And I know that you'll use them, however you want to |
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Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable, |
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And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table |
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No one can find the rewind button now |
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Sing it if you understand. |
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and breathe, just breathe |
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woah breathe, just breathe, |
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oh breathe, just breathe. |