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This world is dying everyday |
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don't let it come between us |
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our fate has traveled this far |
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and now the storm brings us faster to a close |
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brimming with pathetic prose |
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vacate your stolen hearts |
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as if nobody's seen us |
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and empty out your pockets |
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you needn't bring |
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anything where we're going |
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and to think we created this monster |
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crawling in and walking out on us |
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to think that we craft our own disasters |
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falling in and falling out of hope |
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don't leave me, I need this |
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unleashed and unafraid, us castaways |
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calling out release us, propelling towards |
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insidious decay at an alarming rate |
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and to think we created this monster |
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crawling in and walking out on us |
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to think that we craft our own disasters |
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falling in and falling out of hope |
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don't leave me, give me release |
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don't sink down into defeat |
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only when you're through fleeing |
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can you save yourself deliver us |