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Houses stand |
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What are we, left in sand? |
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Flush my cheeks |
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Wear me out |
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Keep me clean |
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Keep me longing |
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Keep the quiet company |
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Wear me out |
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I heard a voice telling me |
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Like your smoke waving |
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And my eyes repine |
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Wear me out |
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That wick won't burn away |
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It's giving uneven [rings?] |
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Wear me out |
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Like a sistant heart in absence |
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Like a sister who's finally hiding |
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Like a room left open |
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Just for being kept like some lonely facet |
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Like the promise of a place in nowhere |
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You're neither here nor there |
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Wear me out |
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And the tree tops |
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Like crooked beliefs |
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The crosshatch cross feed |
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Reaching for the bell to mourning |
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And I repine |
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Faster and faster |
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Faster and faster now |
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Faster and faster |
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faster and faster |
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Your wick won't burn away |
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Your wick won't burn away |
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Your wick won't burn away |
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Your wick won't burn away |
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And what are we without regrets? |
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What are we? |
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Wear me out |
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And what are we without that end; |
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Without that death and darkness? |
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Wear me out |
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There's so many parallels from then to now |
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We tried to believe we can turn it ourselves |
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It's a fraud that can't be faked |
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I heard a voice passing through |
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And I know it's never you |
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And I know what I'm looking to find |
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And I repine |
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Faster and faster |
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Faster and faster now |
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Faster and faster |
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Faster and faster |
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Your wick won't burn away |
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Your wick won't burn away |
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Your wick won't burn away |
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Your wick won't burn away |
