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Wait for the engine to cool |
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A dead team, slowing the arms at heart |
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The beats |
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I can't proceed |
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To turn on waits a long expense abroad |
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And nothing in between |
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Not a face or hand to greet |
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I push this thing too hard |
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I always push too hard |
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No one can hear me now that |
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I got a cut but won't close |
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The secrets are safe we both know |
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A cut made in my soul |
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I got a cut that won't close |
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Wake up, wake up |
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Wait for the burn to set in |
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Wait for it, wait for it |
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Wait for the engine to turn |
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At this stage |
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I know what |
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I would The heart it beats and won't conceive |
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For what I need a long expense abroad |
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And nothing in between |
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Not a face or hand to greet |
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I push this thing too hard |
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I always push too hard |
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I got a cut that won't close |
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The secrets are safe we both know |
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A cut made in my soul |
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I got a cut that won't close |
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I found a thing to frown |
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Shake it within my grasp |
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I got a cut that won't close |
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I got a cut that won't close |
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I got a cut that won't close never |
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I got a cut that won't close never |
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I got a cut that won't close never |
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I got a cut that won't close never |
