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Maybe we? |
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Why don't we sit right here for half an hour? |
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We'll speak of what a waste I am |
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And how we messed up it again |
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I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place |
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To preach the cup of this constant state that we live in |
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And I try, I try |
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How can you try to place us all |
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To fit the shape of until we break? |
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Falling down, yeah |
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You to move on, move on! |
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You must do what they show you |
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At this rate we can't give up |
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I'm thinking back on the things I've said |
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We're thinking back on the things I've said |
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My seconds just stand still |
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Hear me through then I swear I'll go |
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We walk alone, we walk alone |
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We walk alone, we walk alone |
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We walk alone, we walk alone |
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Back home, alone |
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Back home |
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You're almost gone and I'm okay |
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I still see your sorrow |
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To give you time to be afraid |
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Put over your face again |
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I remember your presence |
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I'll hope to God you come down |
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I'll hope to God you feel this now |
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I'll hope to God you come down |
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I'll hope to God |
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I know there must be some way out of here |
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And part of them will be waiting there |
