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Yeah |
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Yo |
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This is not the end, this is not the beginning |
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Just a voice like a riot rocking every remission |
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Once you listen to the tone in a violent rhythm |
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And all the words sound steady, so nobody forget 'em |
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Say yeah with fists flying up in the air |
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Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there |
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Cuz we're living at the mercy of the painted riviere |
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Until we get it, forget it, let it all disappear |
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Waiting for the end to come |
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Wishing I had strength to stand |
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This is not what I had planned |
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It's out of my control. |
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Flying at the speed of light |
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Thoughts were spinning in my head |
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So many things were left unsaid |
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It's hard to let you go |
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I know what it takes to move on |
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I know how it feels to lie |
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All I wanna do is trade this life for something new |
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Holding on to what I haven't got |
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Sitting in an empty room |
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Trying to forget the past |
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This was never meant to last |
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I wish it wasn't so |
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I know what it takes to move on |
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I know how it feels to lie |
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All I wanna do is trade this life for something new |
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Holding on to what I haven't got |
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Yo yo what was that when I thought it was done? |
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I thought it felt right, but the right was wrong |
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All caught up in the eye of the storm |
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And trying to figure out what it's like moving on |
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And I don't even know what kind of things I said |
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My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead |
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So picking up the pieces now where to begin |
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The hardest part of that is starting again |
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All I wanna do is trade this life for something new |
| [03:20.64] |
Holding on to what I haven't got |
| [03:26.44] |
This is not the end, this is not the beginning |
| [03:28.94] |
Just a voice like a riot rocking every remission |
| [03:31.67] |
Once you listen to the tone in a violent rhythm |
| [03:34.37] |
And all the words sound steady, so nobody forget 'em |
| [03:37.20] |
Say yeah with fists flying up in the air |
| [03:40.06] |
Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there |
| [03:42.87] |
Cuz we're living at the mercy of the painted riviere |
| [03:45.75] |
Until we get it, forget it, let it all disappear |
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