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I am back from ten |
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Days between the walls again |
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My head is all but empty |
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And light is coming in |
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I have followed every clue |
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The end is coming soon |
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We need to leave the house |
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Time to make more room |
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You have no words to say |
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And I know you're trying to save yourself |
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The pain of running out one day |
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You'll run out one day |
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Are we dying as in dead or are we being born again? |
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Counting back from ten |
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I crawl into the wall again |
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My head tires of hiding and water's getting in |
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And I have run down every lead |
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Through every field and many streets |
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We need to leave it be |
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One by one |
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The days get done |
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Run 'round the sun |
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With or without us |
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One by one |
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The days get done |
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Regardless of |
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What happens to us between the walls |
