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Adema |
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Planets |
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Shoot The Arrows |
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(Verse 1) |
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Been greeted with a smile |
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In my back twists the knife |
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So quick to flip the switch |
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Never know quite what hit |
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Behind the lines you know |
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True colors always show |
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Forget that you exist |
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The hand that feeds cut off at the wrist |
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(Hate spreads like an infection, |
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Two faces yet you see one) |
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(Chorus) |
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Hey (Hey) |
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Shoot the arrows |
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As I turn to go |
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Know one day when most of us are gone |
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Shoot the arrows |
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Holding on to what you feel is true |
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And its killing you |
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(Verse 2) |
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Fed up for so long |
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I've let go |
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Watch you hang on |
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When did lost trust begin |
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As soon as I decide to let you in |
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This took a part of me |
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That will never return you see |
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I've grown cold and hollow |
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The hurt that's caused I'll never let it show |
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(Total lack of devotion |
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In you I have no faith) |
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(Chorus) |
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Hey (Hey) |
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Shoot the arrows |
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As I turn to go |
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Know one day when most of us are gone |
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Shoot the arrows |
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Holding on to what you feel is true |
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And its killing you |
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(Verse 3) |
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There's no way that you ever could known |
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I would stoop so low |
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Don't tell me you wouldn't do the same thing |
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And I know all the games you play |
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Think hard 'cause now it starts to eat at you |
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There's nothing else to do |
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What's done is done |
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You hold one to what you feel is true |
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And now its killing you |
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Know one day when most of us are gone |
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Shoot the arrows |
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Holding on to what you feel is true |
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And its killing you |
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Hey (Hey) |
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Shoot the arrows |
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As I turn to go |