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So I scan the outer line |
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Faced, with decline |
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Where's world you dreamt tonight |
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The tapping of silhouettes |
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Move-with out desire |
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Then the jokes on them this time |
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Branded and new I rose |
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To find a brand new home |
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So I started speaking out |
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For gold and mine |
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What's the core of me inside? |
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Welcome to our little world |
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We are weak yet primed |
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Which I will improve in time |
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Counted on you I know |
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Counting the steps back home |
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And if you lose control |
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Its really all you know and that's the long |
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goodbye |
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She didn't like you staying, he didn't want |
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the fade to go |
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A little less I hide, a little more inclined to |
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fold |
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She didn't like you staying, he didn't want |
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the fade to go |
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A little more refined, a little left inside and |
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old |
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She didn't like you staying, he didn't want |
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the fade to go |
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A little life revived we fell upon the bathroom |
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floor |
