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I woke up twenty something lying in an empty bed |
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Ceiling fan spinning like the world inside my head |
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The pictures on my wall trace my history |
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The ones I shoulda took down mean to much for me now |
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I'm taking cover while another storm passes |
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It's such a shame now to see that summer go |
| [01:03.18] |
On days like these |
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It feels like nothing's made to last and |
| [01:08.34] |
Keeps slipping through my grasp until it's gone |
| [01:14.16] |
But I carry on |
| [01:28.50] |
Walking round my neighbourhood |
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New houses where the old trees stood |
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For all the times |
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I thought about leaving somehow I never could |
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I pick my fights here and there |
| [01:43.89] |
Called it standing my ground |
| [01:47.23] |
Maybe all this time I've just been hanging around now |
| [01:53.29] |
I'm taking cover while another storm passes |
| [01:59.33] |
It's such a shame now to see that summer go |
| [02:05.53] |
On days like these |
| [02:07.06] |
It feels like nothing's made to last and |
| [02:10.68] |
Keeps slipping through my grasp until it's gone |
| [02:16.51] |
But I carry on |
| [02:43.22] |
I'm taking cover while another storm passes |
| [02:49.20] |
It's such a shame now to see that summer go |
| [02:55.67] |
On days like these |
| [02:56.82] |
It feels like nothing's made to last and |
| [03:00.59] |
Keeps slipping through my grasp until it's gone |
| [03:06.55] |
But I carry on |
| [03:19.11] |
I carry on |
