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I say you will, you say you won't, you don't |
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Yes we could talk until it's dark, so what? |
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It's different now, walking with a crowd is everything |
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A better way, pleasure from the clay you're holding |
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Nothing to show |
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I can't even get close |
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There's no empty spaces |
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Want you to know the game is changing now |
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Get ahead by twenty paces |
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Nothing to show |
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I can't even get close |
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There's no empty spaces |
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Want you you to know the race is over now |
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Think of laughter coming after |
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An idle word insistent beat of thought |
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A bitter pill |
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I've had my fill of talk |
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I cannot stop treasuring your way of thinking |
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Into the blue, light is coming through you're holding me |
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Nothing to show |
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I can't even get close |
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There's no empty spaces |
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Want you to know the game is changing now |
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Get ahead by twenty paces |
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Nothing to show |
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I can't even get close |
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There's no empty spaces |
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Want you you to know the race is over now |
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Think of laughter coming after |
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You're the one who's left behind |
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You lift your head and look around |
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No soul in sight you've gone too far |
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You shout their names into the dark |
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A house, a gathering of your closest friends |
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A loop, a video of your life's regrets |
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A dream, a fantasy of a sleepy town |
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Ten years, a reckoning coming faster now |
