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I'm sure if you wanted to stop love, |
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You could just untie your end and let it go. |
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But, my God, you don't. |
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Yeah, I think |
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I love you for it. |
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You're still sending cells to their rightful places, |
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When forming more likely to escape. |
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Such a narrow way of life. |
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What's it look like from your side? |
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From here |
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I can't see why it's worth |
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One more coming out cursed? |
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Say it, say it! |
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Say what this is all for! |
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Say it's redemption. ' |
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Cause our world is grey, world is grey. |
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We're just swaying from side to side. |
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Our world is grey, world is grey. |
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We are thieves and saints alike. |
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But you don't let go, don't let go. |
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We keep swaying and swaying. |
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And you don't let go, don't. |
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Yeah, I think |
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I love you for it. |
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He's shooting god up in his arm through a needle. |
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And she's putting cuts on her legs to bleed out the devil. "Surely you will not die, eat and be like God." |
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What have we done? |
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Say it, say it! |
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Say that this is all for redemption. ' |
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Cause our world is grey, world is grey. |
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We're just swaying from side to side. |
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Our world is grey, world is grey. |
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We are thieves and saints alike. |
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But you don't let go, don't let go. |
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We keep swaying from side to side. |
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We all just sway, we all just sway. |
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But you don't let go, you don't. |
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You don't. |