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How can I escape this miserable week |
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When I've lost track of the days? |
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I looked up the definition |
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And it still was beyond me |
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I don't speak a word |
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On the car rides home anymore |
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Not until I hear the seatbelt click |
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Anticipation isn't worth it |
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'Cause there's always a loss |
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If I'm going to get better |
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Then I'm better off getting lost |
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I am the Island |
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And you are the Stranded |
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I am the Island |
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And you are the Stranded |
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And we are all Lost |
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The words cut right through me |
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There are holes in my bones |
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My blood runs quick |
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But not quick enough for my soul |
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I can't see past each midnight |
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It's too hard too predict |
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I've given all that I've got |
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But it takes so much away |
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So progress is at a pause |
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Progress is at a pause |
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Remember, remember |
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I always forget to remember |
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Remember, I always forget to remember |
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I always forget.. |
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I am the Island |
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And you are the Stranded |
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I am the Island |
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And you are the Stranded |
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And we are all Lost |
