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She walked along, |
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Traced the ocean to the sky |
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Undertow took control |
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Now she's leaving with the tide |
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And it is days away the memories she sold |
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They all come back to haunt her |
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Now in a world she can't control |
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Hold on real tight |
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Enjoy the ride |
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She knows there's no erasers |
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No feeling safer |
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And we all have a place to go |
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When we can't stop the bleeding |
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Time moves so slow |
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When you're out here in the dark |
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Lost again need a friend |
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Not a traitor of the heart |
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And it is free from love |
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And wicked by design |
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Crossed eyes cynics cast their judgements |
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Waiting to decline |
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Hold on real tight |
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Enjoy the ride |
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She knows there's no erasers |
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No feeling safer |
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And we all have a place to go |
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When we can't stop the bleeding |
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As we fall far from what we know |
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Now we can't keep believing |
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Wish you could run away, |
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Wish you could run away |
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Wish you could run away, |
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Wish you could run away |
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She scratched and clawed |
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Till her nails were raw but |
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It's not our problem |
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It's not our blood on the wall |
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Hold on real tight |
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Enjoy the ride |
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She knows there's no erasers |
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No feeling safer |
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And we all have a place to go |
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When we can't stop the bleeding |
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As we fall far from what we know |
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Now we can't keep believing |
