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[ti:Ontario Gothic 29423160] |
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[ar:Foxes in Fiction ] |
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I was trapped under concrete |
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Built from the memory |
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Of all the daydreams |
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That I buried underneath |
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Now find me a way to divide |
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All of the noise on the other side |
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We'll change where we live in the fall |
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Soon it will feel like nothing is wrong |
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And I could see who I should be |
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Through a past that casts it shadow down over me |
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In empty fields on summer nights |
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I feel the flashing lights |
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Teeth clenched in moonlight |
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A limitation, want to ignite |
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Reset my biology |
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The imitation, the apology |
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And I felt just like a child |
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I'm taking it all from the other side |
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Driving with you in your car |
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The home that I know seems so far |
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Spring, fall I've lost it all |
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Your empty street where we would meet |
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Spring, fall The morning fog |
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Your empty street where we would meet |
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These parking lots bless us with peace |
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Your light has strayed, there's no release |
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Spring, fall I've lost it all |
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Your empty street where we would meet |
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These parking lots bless us with peace |
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Your light has strayed, there's no release |
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