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i guess it's time to make it easier on ourselves |
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is it time to let our feeling have their ways? |
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i know this time i won't do anything at all |
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this time i'll let the fire burn out of control |
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i get a feeling i can make it on my own |
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like it's meant to be my kingdom and my throne |
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but i can only make it last a little more |
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if i'd only let that fire burn out of control |
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so c'mon now |
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nomadic you, nomadic me. i'm walking on my knees |
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nomadic you, nomadic me. a lot of things to see |
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i got a ticket for a nowhere ride, |
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everyday i've been a bit outside |
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nomadic you |
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we're so not related i'm so scared of heights |
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thats why i never learned to walk into the lights |
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i know it's time to say again you'll never send me back |
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now it's history, but the fire burned out of control |
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like if i was just nobody |
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would i still be such a mess |
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if i would i'd never confess |
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and there's you with all your sorrowns |
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all those tears behind blackened eyes |
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you hide behind your fake disguise |
