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Crossing the field that leads to the cliff |
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Crossing yourself, you're running from them |
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Fall down to the ocean, fall down through the breeze |
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Drifting below, you are weightless and free |
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And where is the girl that once lived in you |
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Bruised by her memory and bruised by the truth |
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Do you see how they ruined your mind? |
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Do you see how they wasted your life? |
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Can you feel anything, are there hands on your skin? |
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And where are you know, are you still trying to breath? |
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Reasons won't come, and no one will regret... |
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That you're gone |
