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I stand still out in the rain |
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And look up at a broken sky |
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Every raindrop looks the same |
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They fall without pretending through the night |
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But water isn't always what you see |
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Another surface lies beneath |
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Can you see this isn't really me? |
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No this is someone else |
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I am just beneath the surface |
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In the... |
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And it hurries from my grasp |
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It runs between my fingers and my hands |
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it's like an echo from my past |
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A mere forgotten future in the sand |
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The water is the tide of night that comes |
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A shadow pulls me down beneath |
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Maybe this is who I used to be? |
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But this is someone else |
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I am just beneath the surface |
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In the... |
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In the pouring rain |
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I'm bleeding, I die |
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And I'm crying in pain |
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I'm bleeding, I die |
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In the pouring rain |
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I'm bleeding, I die |
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And it drives me insane |
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I'm bleeding, I die |
