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Faster, I dream in speeds of ashes |
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My heart it beats and crashes |
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I'm running from the truth |
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Cause it f*cks with my mind |
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Waiting, we're silly, we're so reckless |
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The city it's so heartless |
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A bottle full of crude |
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That washed up in the tide |
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Don't pressure us, anxiety |
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I'm a passenger |
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So serious, anxiety |
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Just a passenger |
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Handsome and callous, young believers |
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Hiding, plotting schemers |
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And rotting out like fruit |
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That was left here to die |
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Talking, waited after hours |
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Time is bending outward |
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And falling to my knees |
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To crawl home safe inside |
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Don't pressure us, anxiety |
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I'm a passenger |
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So dangerous, anxiety |
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Just a passenger |
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Don't pressure us, anxiety |
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I'm a passenger |
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So serious, anxiety |
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Just a passenger |
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Don't pressure us... |
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Don't pressure us, anxiety |
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I'm a passenger |
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So dangerous, anxiety |
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Just a passenger |
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Don't pressure us, anxiety |
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I'm a passenger |
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So serious, anxiety |
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Just a passenger |
