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It's just a gift to the earth not to breed |
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She took his silence to mean he agreed |
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They rode a wave of nostalgia |
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That crashed like a flue |
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Punching neglect it'd do this to him |
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She grew aware of their stitching of limbs |
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And she taught them to move |
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Traded her own life anew |
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Yeah, can't touch her now |
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You've been squeezed out |
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Your set's crashing down |
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Alone in your mess on the stage |
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He drove a car that had wood on the side |
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See it first and it'd knock you as fine |
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But his intentions were crystalline right from the start |
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Fighting the way back, a pressure so real |
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She learned a method, a strategy how to conceal how she felt |
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When nothing was left in her heart |
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Yeah, can't hurt her now |
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Don't you know that you've been tuned out |
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The set's crashing down |
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You're alone in a mess on the stage |
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[Breakdown with scratching] |
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[Solo] |
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..... power from deep in a dream |
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Float to the surface and let out your scream |
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Show the mistake, can't turn away |
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"Call me a victim", he said to his bed |
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He never guessed that her ignorance wasn't sincere |
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It was fear |
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You can't know her now |
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Don't you know that you've been left out |
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The curtain is down |
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Alone in the dark on the stage |
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Never flow our way |
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Never go away |
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Never go away |
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Never go your way |
