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[ti:Low] |
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[ar:Lauren Aquilina] |
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[al:] |
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Been shut down one too many times |
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I'm embedded in the ground |
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These critics don't know how to lie |
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I just wish I could mute all their mouths |
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And I know, we all get low |
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But I don't know how I'm gonna get up from this one |
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I really don't |
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The peaks and troughs they hit us all |
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We all live in the waves we've created |
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Wouldn't know we're flying without the falls |
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But I'm underground screaming for something |
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And I know, we all get low |
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But I don't know how I'm gonna get up from this one |
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No I don't know how I'm gonna get up from this one |
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No I don't know how I'm gonna get up from this one |
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I really don't |
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Too deep to see the waterline |
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Too young to know that I'll be fine |
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The fragile always fall apart |
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You make my ache your art |
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Too deep to see the waterline |
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Too young to know that I'll be fine |
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The fragile always fall apart |
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You make my ache your art |
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And I know, we all get low |
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But I don't know how I'm gonna get up from this one |
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No I don't know how I'm gonna get up from this one |
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I really don't |
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I really don't |
