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Inside the wave |
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Inside the wave |
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Coming from behind the wall |
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Coming from beneath the floor |
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Coming from behind the wall |
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Coming from beneath the floor |
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Suddenly I hear the sound ( The walls close in around me. ) |
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Coming from behind the wall ( Old habits fade far from me. ) |
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Suddenly a door appears ( The ceiling falls about me ) |
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Coming from beneath the floor ( and the sky is open to me now. ) |
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But my hands are tied |
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and the ropes are tight around my wrist. |
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Steadily we climb again ( Makes me sick. Think to hard on the other side. ) |
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Step into a hidden room ( Can't stare too long at the softest light ) |
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Searchin' for another out ( Old wounds get infected by the ) |
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Found a tunnel heading down ( Heat of an oven gone cold too long ) |
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Suddenly I hear the sound ( Get my mind off the pain with the medicine ) |
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Coming from behind the wall ( Just the idea of a thought brings it round again ) |
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Suddenly a light appears ( Get my mind off the pain. Off the pain. ) |
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Rapidly some something nears... ( Get my mind off the pain. Off the pain. ) |
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But my hands are tied |
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and the ropes are tight around my wrist. |
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Bucket and a shovel |
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On a sand dune. |
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Building castles. |
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Knocking them down |
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Wading too far |
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Out of my sight. |
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Gonna work me over |
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For a misdemeanor |
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In too long. |
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Out of bed. |
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Way too slow. |
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In a found cut scene from an empty film. |
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The walls close in around me. |
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Old habits fade far from me. |
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The ceiling falls about me |
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but the sky is open to me now. |
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Bucket and a shovel |
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On a sand dune. |
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Building castles. ( But my hands are tied ) |
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Knocking them down |
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Wading too far |
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Out of my sight. |
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Gonna work me over |
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For a misdemeanor ( and the ropes are tight around my wrist. ) |
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In too long. |
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Out of bed. |
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Way too slow. |
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Forever wishing someone near the goal |
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Forever pushing sisiphus would know |
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Forever wasting promise as it goes |
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Foresenics (sic) show a summer in the hole, buddy |
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Hands from the sky |
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Rip me open |
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( Suffer begin ) |
