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As the tires hit the road |
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I can navigate the burning snow |
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On a phantom way |
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We'll glide until we melt and flow |
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Frozen you have chosen to be here |
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So as the misery takes hold |
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Swallow, drink it down |
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It doesn't seem to hurt as much |
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Until you hit the ground |
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Follow me, we'll hide behind the sun |
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The sky is breaking through |
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The universe will fight to shine |
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Beneath the dying moon |
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We learn, we own a taste for crime |
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Broken we are spoken, come on blue |
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So as the misery takes hold |
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Swallow, drink it down |
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It doesn't seem to hurt as much |
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Until you hit the ground |
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Follow me, we'll hide behind the sun |
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Well, nobody seems to know |
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We suffered enough |
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Need to make the pitch black hours |
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Welcome the silence inside |
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Welcome the silence inside |
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So as the misery takes hold |
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Swallow, drink it down |
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It doesn't seem to hurt as much |
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Until you hit the ground |
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Follow me, we'll hide behind the sun |
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Follow me, we'll hide behind the sun |
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Follow me, we'll hide |