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You will come back within yourself |
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you can be art when we melt |
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and i will know what you were for |
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i say we're leaving |
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there ain't nothing here at all |
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another day, a week, the mall |
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and baby if I was in demand |
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you would be mind |
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someday this place it going to burn |
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is your whole life in there waiting? |
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someday your head is going to turn and you'll realize |
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i'm missing, do you realize? |
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you will come back |
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convince yourself you can stay alive |
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and wait for me |
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and i will know what this was for |
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and I'll say we're leaving |
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there ain't nothing here at all |
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another month, a year that's all |
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so you can tell them I'm coming |
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and hell's coming with me |
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someday this place is going to burn |
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is your whole life in the waiting |
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someday their heads are going to turn and they'll realize |
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you're missing |
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we are there |