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Cassandra |
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Paper Rival |
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I could see myself living in the ocean |
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With nothing new to say |
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I've got a grievance with devotion |
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No matter where I sleep |
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I could see myself happy in my old age |
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With no one around to save |
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And no one above my grave |
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Every day I spin the globe |
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And think of life somewhere else |
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This is a necessary evil that I found in myself |
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I could see myself cursing at the ocean |
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With nothing new to say |
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I've got a grievance with commotion |
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No matter how loud I scream |
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I could see myself happy in my old age |
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With no one around to save |
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There's no one above my grave |
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Every day I spin the globe |
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And think of life somewhere else |
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This is a necessary evil that I found in myself |
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The sound of school bells ringing |
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Makes its way into my head |
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Even when I find a place that suits me fine |
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Every day I spin the globe |
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And think of life somewhere else |
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This is a necessary evil that I found in myself |
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Found in myself |
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I found in myself |
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Found in myself |