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Have you ever felt |
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Ever felt like this? |
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It feels almost like holding a wolf by it's ears |
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It's not finding the door, it's finding a resolution |
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If you've never felt |
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Never felt like this |
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If you knew what you're missing |
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There's so much to miss |
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Your face to the floor |
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The sounds of the armies moving |
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I'll leave a note |
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Down in a box by your bed |
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And we'll never know where you've been |
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Or how this red flag's in your hand |
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Have you ever felt |
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Felt so flexible? |
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Like elastic we bend and like snowflakes we fall |
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If we can't find the door |
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How will we end this motion? |
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Have you ever seen |
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Such a perfect scene |
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They're all trying so hard just to say what they mean |
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And watching them fail is like watching an execution |
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I'll leave a note |
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Down in a box by your bed |
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And we'll never know where you've been |
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Or how this red flag's in your hands |
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In your hands |
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In your hands |
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Your hands... |
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This red flag |
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In your hands <i>[x8] |
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I'll leave a note |
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Down in a box by your bed |
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And we'll never know where you've been |
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Or how this red flag's in your hands |
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I'll leave a note |
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Down in a box by your bed |
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And we'll never know where you've been |
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Or how this red flag that you... |
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This red flag that you... |
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This red flag that you... |
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This red flag that you hold in your hands |
