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The flood carries us away |
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I'll hold my breath for other days |
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I won't make this wager, where's the light for me |
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Now that you've raised the stakes? |
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And they're always waiting. Fuck waiting! |
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My hands are surface bound |
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The rest stays under water |
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The flood carries us away |
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I'll hold my breath for other days |
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And when I hear that voice and everything's okay |
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Then I'll pray the world my soul to take |
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With my philosophy expelled, it'd take a saint to give me hell |
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And I don't know what's real |
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I'm deteriorating, the most hated |
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Drown without a sound |
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True hearts and minds are sinking |
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The flood carries us away |
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I'll hold my breath for other days |
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And when I hear that voice and everything's okay |
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Then I'll pray the world my soul to take |
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Suddenly, it hits me that there's something out there for us |
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But I can't breathe, and I can't shake this sick feeling. I'm half alive. |
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Suddenly, it hits me; a feeling I've never known. |
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The flood carries us away |
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I'll hold my breath for other days |
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And when I hear that voice and everything's okay |
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Then I'll pray the world my soul to take |
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Then I'll pray the world my soul to take |
