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A scattered thought, |
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For one hot moment it seemed real. |
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The light in my eyes sparked. |
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Acted on everything we swore we wouldn't. |
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We acted on everything we swore we wouldn't. |
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The staggering audience of one awaited the final decision. |
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Ideas that make you want to burn every memory. |
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Acted on everything we always we wouldn't. |
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We acted on everything we swore we wouldn't. |
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While the ghosts of the past can't catch me, |
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They still make us run like hell. |
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Like hell. |
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Synapses fire. |
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While all signs point to forever, |
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You have to sometimes step off to get back on. |
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Synapses fire, |
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Blood rushes. |
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Destination unknown |
