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And when the seasons get you down |
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I'll come running to tuck you in |
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Out the window looks like all of the colors |
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All of them melting down |
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Heat escaping barely keeps you awake |
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Shivering in your clothes |
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Frosty glasses cracking into the shapes |
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Trying to forget you know |
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how I would |
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You always seem to call |
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When nothing's on proceed to memory |
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You always seem to drag the thread |
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Before the information's in |
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You're awfully cold is all |
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And when the seasons get you down |
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I'll come running to tuck you in |
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And out the window looks like all of the colors |
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All of them melting down |
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The heat escaping barely keeps you awake |
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Shivering in your clothes |
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The frosty glasses cracking into the shapes |
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Try to forget you know |
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Water! Fire! Rain! Hail! |
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Soon all you'll have is the memory |
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Water! Fire! Rain! Hail! |
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And then you won't even have that memory |
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Soon all you'll have is the memory |
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And then you won't even have that memory |