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Face against the wind |
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Dusty roads and concrete skin |
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Tracing back the lines |
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Choosing forms I've left behind |
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Spinning like a stone |
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The ever-ending flow of the free fallening leaves |
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Yeah, I'm afraid that |
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I can't change. |
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Let it be. |
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Every bend, every break |
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All the times I've lost my way |
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All the stains, all the scars |
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Oh my torn up paper art. |
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Back and forth, push and pull |
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It's carved and cursed |
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inside my soul. |
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Yet, I believe |
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this tug-o-war has taught me |
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How to breathe. |
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Secrets that I keep, |
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burning holes inside of me. |
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Stirring up the ghosts |
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Romblins won't leave me alone. |
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Time is the traitor and I am the taker |
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of lost memories. |
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Yeah, I'm afraid that I can't change |
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Let it Be. |
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Every bend, every break |
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All the times I've lost my way |
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All the stains, all the scars |
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Oh my torn up paper art. |
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Back and forth, push and pull |
| [02:32.93] |
It's carved and cursed |
| [02:34.18] |
inside my soul. |
| [02:35.72] |
Yet, I believe |
| [02:39.91] |
this tug-o-war has taught me |
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How to breathe. |
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Yeah, I've seen it all. |
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Scattered ashes of myself |
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in a worn out wishing well. |
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And I hear the call |
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Oh, that every - in the sky |
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lifts me up and brings me light |
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Holds me close |
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Every bend, every break |
| [03:28.17] |
All the times I've lost my way |
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All the stains, all the scars |
| [03:37.85] |
Oh my torn up paper art. |
| [03:44.64] |
Back and forth, push and pull |
| [03:46.88] |
It's carved and cursed |
| [03:48.18] |
inside my soul. |
| [03:50.43] |
Yet, I believe |
| [03:53.47] |
this tug-o-war has taught me |
| [03:57.56] |
How to breathe. |
| [04:02.26] |
Yeah, this tug-o-war has taught me |
| [04:06.31] |
How to breathe. |
| [04:09.51] |
|
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Yeah, this tug-o-war has taught me |
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How to breathe. |