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She's sliding she's sliding down to the depth of the world |
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She's fighting she's fighting the urge to make a sand I've posed |
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Heaven can wait |
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And ****'s too far to go |
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Somewhere between |
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What you need and what you know |
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And they're trying to drive that escalator into the ground |
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She's hiding she's hiding on a battleship of baggage and bones |
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There's thunder there's lightening in an avalanche of faces you know |
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Heaven can wait |
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And ****'s too far to go |
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Somewhere between |
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What you need and what you know |
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And they're trying to drive that escalator into the ground |
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You left your credentials in a greyhound station |
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With a first aid kit and a flashlight |
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Going to a desert I've known |
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Heaven can wait |
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And ****'s too far to go |
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Somewhere between |
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What you need and what you know |
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And they're trying to drive that escalator into the ground |
