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She is somewhere in the dirt |
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Buried in my town |
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And my heart will never burn |
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Out of time |
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And the blood keep running cold |
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The crack can never close |
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And I'm growing really old |
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In my mind |
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I resent all the pain |
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I take back every stupid word I said |
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It wasn't really me |
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How do I feel |
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All messed up |
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But common who is not |
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I soak up every rain |
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Checking memories when time flies overhead |
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So blinded I agree |
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How do I feel |
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All messed up |
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But common who is not |
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Guess our whole life's meant to be |
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A thing that one should learn |
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If it's sorrow that I feel |
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No return |
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And the world is still alive |
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Breathing heavily |
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All the dreams that I revive |
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Are ecstasy |
