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[Alissa:] |
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All the lights go down as I crawl into the spaces* |
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If I died on the screens |
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Life tearing at the seams |
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Way-yay-yay-yay-yay |
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I don't ever wanna be here |
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Like punching in a dream breathing life into my nightmare |
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If it falls apart I would surely wake it |
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Bright lights turn me clean |
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This is worse than it seems |
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Way-yay-yay-yay-yay |
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I don't ever wanna be here |
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Like punching in a dream breathing life into my nightmare |
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[Tom:] |
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They'll get through |
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They'll get you |
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In the place that you feel it the most |
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When you're cornered |
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When it's forming |
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In the place that you wish was a ghost |
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[Alissa:] |
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Wo-oah |
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Wo-oah |
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Wo-oah, wo-oah |
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Wo-oah |
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Wo-oah |
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Wo-oah, wo-oah |
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Way-yay-yay-yay-yay |
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I don't ever wanna be here |
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Like punching in a dream breathing life into my nightmare |
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Way-yay-yay-yay-yay |
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I don't ever wanna be here |
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Like punching in a dream breathing life into my nightmare |
