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I've chased this blue moon down all night |
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Have I been gaining any ground? |
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Your picture's stapled to my dash |
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I'm done killing time in gray ghost towns |
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I'm heading south in search of life |
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The blinding turns, the twisting knives |
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Now I'm just driving straight on |
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I'll scrape the freezing rain from off this windowpane |
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A couple states from sane, eyes aching, drift, awaken |
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Until the ice bleeds blue, until the green shoots through, until I get to you |
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I'll brace for your screen door |
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Gravity struck, I rolled downhill |
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Seen depths I've never seen before |
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It's hard to warm against concrete |
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Can't wrap your arms around a floor |
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So now I beat a fast retreat |
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Back to SLP and your street |
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Can you, can you just hold on? |
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I'll scrape the freezing rain from off this windowpane |
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A couple states from sane, eyes aching, drift, awaken |
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Until the ice bleeds blue, until the green shoots through, until I get to you |
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I'll brace for your screen door |
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Living reckless and naive |
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It's always so easy to leave but then it's hard to get back |
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I closed my eyes and I looked at you, counted up all of my mistakes |
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Choked some more muddy coffee back and I did my best just to stay awake |
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If I could just stay awake |
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If I could just stay awake |
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If I could just stay awake |
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Don't know why I left you |
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If I could just stay awake |
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If I could just stay awake |
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If I could just stay awake |
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Don't know why I left you |