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This time in between the day and the night |
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the light kills my sense of life |
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so scared, turn it off, turn it off |
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It's dull, this dusk, this desk, this dust |
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My eyes adjust |
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I'll blow out the flame |
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Can you and me remain? |
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Changes, never been good with change |
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I hate it when it all stays the same |
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caught between the gold and the game |
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Changes, never been good with change |
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I hate it when it all stays the same |
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caught between the cold and the waves |
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My heart beats up, again |
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Once said, words make a world of their own |
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I misread |
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I can't get you back on the phone |
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I'm so tired, so turn it off, turn it off |
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How's that, last week we were home |
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you're far away |
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and I hardly know |
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Can you and me delay? |
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Changes, never been good with change |
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I hate it when it all stays the same |
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caught between the gold and the game |
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Changes, never been good with change |
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troubled when it all stays the same |
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caught between this cold and the waves |
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My heart beats up, again |
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Are you my trouble |
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Are you my trouble |
