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I've seen the future, |
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And the future is smoke. |
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A shroud of ghost encompass, |
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A cloud of doubt on which to choke. |
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My mind's so clouded |
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In this life of distress. |
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Don't sink with me, |
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Don't sink with me. |
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I'm an awful wreck. |
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Just pull me out, |
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Take me away from all this. |
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This is the last chance I have |
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To not end up dead. |
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So just give me the chance, |
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To find another moment, |
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Where passion stemmed out from the start, |
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And carried to the sky, |
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Where we lived our lives, |
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With honest hearts. |
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Honest hearts. |
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I think we're losing sight of |
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What this is all about. |
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Impossible to settle now. |
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We're fading in the background. |
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So fade out, |
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Back to the shadows from which you came. |
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Leave me alone on the pier. |
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For now it's the only place that keeps me sane. |
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I've seen too many skies, |
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To let them pass me by. |
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I've lived too many lives, |
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To watch myself die. |
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I've seen too many skies, |
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To let them pass me by. |
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I've lived too many lives, |
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To watch myself die. |
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Watch myself die. |
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So send this vessel out to sea. |
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I'm not the ship I used to be. |
