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built with our hand sin front of the horizon |
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sculpting the sand that's softer where the tide ends |
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heartbreaks are trends that we are not inviting |
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we won't pretend we're fine when there's a problem |
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catching a train back north from coney island |
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watching your eyes reflecting as the rail bends |
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blistered that swell will burst when they are bothered |
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don't ask don't tell applies in smaller volumes |
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racing down the shoreline, see our faces shine there's love, melting |
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taller than the hillside with our laces tied above, climbing |
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folding each plan, we're back to where we started |
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conflicts a sham its harder being honest |
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workers we stand for poets under prophets |
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leggings and boots we're off without a promise |
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without a promise |
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racing down the shoreline, see our faces shine there's love, melting |
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taller than the hillside with our laces tied above, climbing |
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I'm never letting go, just letting people know |
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I'm never letting go, I'll never let you go |
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It's not just the way you sway, It's not just the way you sway |
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It's not just the way you sway, lipstick or your pink beret |
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It's not just the way you sway, It's not just the way you sway |
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It's not just the way you sway, lipstick or your pink beret |
