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listen to me listen to you |
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what are we going to do? |
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and enemy right in front of my eyes |
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and I don't know why it's you |
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heat on the sand wind in the trees |
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shaking in both of my knees |
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time cannot heal what words cannot say |
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and clarity fades with the day |
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and I don't even know you anyway |
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whatever people call you that's your name |
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someone somewhere someday |
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I'm sick of sitting round here gathering the dust |
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fading into history and falling into rust |
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spinning out our stories, waiting out the days |
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turning on the table, music never plays |
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we've been living in a fire and leaving in a blaze |
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and I'm only seeing stranger, yeah I'm only seeing strangers in the ever present haze |
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and I don't even know you anyway |
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whatever people call you that's your name |
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someone somewhere someday |