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When you're lost and you're dry |
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The flood is on the way |
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When they kill you for a light |
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They push you all the way |
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The deeper you go the harder it gets |
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Until nothing's left of you |
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When you're lost it's a mess |
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But there's a feeling when |
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You let it in |
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You can't be sure |
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Of anything |
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I let it out, |
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I let it in |
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The flood is on the way |
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The times you've known, |
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The ones you love |
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You left in the dark |
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The drugs you took last night |
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Were right there from the start |
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The bigger it gets the fiercer it grows |
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Consuming everything |
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The ones you love, |
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The times you've known |
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But where there is nothing |
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Was once open |
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I can't be sure |
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Of anything |
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I let it out, |
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I let it in |
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Now all the things I once began |
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Are all but dry, they're all but dead |
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The flood is on the way |
