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How could you say there's nothing |
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How could you say what's right |
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How could you say there's nothing |
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When everything's so right |
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There's not much that's left unsaid |
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and I can't even tell what's real |
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Now as he blood drips from your arm to me |
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it starts to take me from this place |
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Fall again |
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I can dream again |
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Fall again |
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So far from myself and everything |
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How could you say there's nothing |
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How could you say what's right |
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What do you need to feel this |
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What do you think is right |
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Spins so fast I cannot see |
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far past this world you've made for me |
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It starts to feel so good I do not know |
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if this is what I need |
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Fall again |
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I can dream again |
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Fall again |
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So far from myself and everything |
