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I can't believe anything you wrote down on my skin |
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The marker's rubbing off |
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But it stained me from within |
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You can't keep me here forever |
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I'm as close as I could be |
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To finding my own way, and starting to believe |
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That's the beauty of |
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Waking up underwater |
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You don't have to catch your breath (you don't have to catch your) |
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Standing tall isn't as hard as it seems when you |
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Have no ground to stand on to |
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It may take time but your shadow grows |
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And you'll learn from what you leave behind |
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And the seeds you sow |
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Will begin to grow into |
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Something you can be proud of someday soon |
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(there's no need to look anywhere else) |
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If you just listen close enough |
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You can make out the truth |
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It's right there inside your head |
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That's the beauty of |
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Waking up underwater |
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You don't have to catch your breath (you don't have to catch your) |
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Standing tall isn't as hard as it seems when you |
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Have no ground to stand on to |
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And I've been sleeping with my eyes open for far too long |
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It's time I trusted my cold bed not to eat me alive again |
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I am the waves against your ocean |
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And the tide has cleaned me out (cleaned me out) |
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I am the waves against your ocean |
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And the tide has cleaned me out |
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I've kicked open this ocean floor grave [x6] |
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I've kicked open |