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Maybe I'm lost |
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Maybe I'm not ready |
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Maybe I was not properly socialized |
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But when you drag me under |
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When you pull me over the line |
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That's when you really reach me |
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No |
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I know the night drives |
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I know the afterglow |
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I know I look quieter than I feel. |
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I wanna fight like lovers |
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Wanna pull you over the line |
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Dread sovereign! |
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(Where do the lonelyhearts go |
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We of the lonely hearts knowing) |
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Another white-flag waver |
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When you were drowning under the lights |
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In the ever-black tide |
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Dread sovereign! |
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(Where do the lonelyhearts go |
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We of the lonely hearts knowing) |
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Dread sovereign! |
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(Where do the lonelyhearts go |
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We of the lonely hearts knowing) |
