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When there's a ship going down |
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For every move you make |
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And a hum in your head |
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That's keeping you awake |
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You're a high school heart |
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Who's never satisfied |
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Kissing complicated ways to die |
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We live in tunnels under pressure |
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Are we undermined? |
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Keep your name on your shirt and enemies inside |
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Moving closer into focus |
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Can you see the cracks? |
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I know just how bad you want it back |
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Hey, look at you now |
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You're like a flower growing up |
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From a concrete box |
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Through the bottom of a plastic cup |
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Of wishes you had |
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Keep your head up |
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Because it's never as bad as you think |
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You think |
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You think too much |
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You think, you think |
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You think too much |
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Does every laugh seem to die in your gravity |
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Turns to dust |
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Do you sing a song |
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Good song in your sleep |
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All the anxiousness and worry in your shoulders tied |
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I know what you'd do with that tonight |
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Hey, look at you now |
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You're like a flower growing up |
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From a concrete box |
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Through the bottom of a plastic cup |
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Of wishes you had |
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Keep your head up |
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Because it's never as bad |
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As you might think about |
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This road it winds |
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It keeps on rolling out |
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If you'd have paid my shade |
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Believe you'd feel pavement giving out |
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Everything we hide is a little light inside |
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Hey, look at you now |
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You're like a flower growing up |
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From a concrete box |
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Through the bottom of a plastic cup |
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Of wishes you had |
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Keep your head up |
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Because it's never as bad as you think |
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Hey, look at you now |
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You're like a flower growing up |
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From a concrete box |
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Through the bottom of a plastic cup |
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Of wishes you had |
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Keep your head up |
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Because it's never as bad |
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As you think |
