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Any minute this could blow, I lit the fuse too late |
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Any moment we could all go down and sail in flames |
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Are we sinking, are we under? |
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The silence right before the storm |
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Take a breath and take your cover |
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She's coming back for more |
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I'll say what I said before |
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Did it all fall in place just the way you planned? |
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Or did it all go to waste after I recovered? |
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Chasing the final storm, chasing the final storm |
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Placing the final score |
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Hear the violence in the rain |
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Is this our resting place |
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Hold your head low |
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She is coming down without her grace |
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She's a natural in disaster |
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The silence after and before |
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We're the ones she's chasing after |
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She's coming back for more |
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I'll say what I said before |
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Did it all fall in place just the way you planned? |
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Or did it all go to waste after I recovered? |
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Chasing the final storm, chasing the final storm |
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Placing the final score, chasing the final storm |
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Her eyes hold the apocalypse |
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Her eyes hold the apocalypse |
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Her eyes hold the apocalypse |
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Her eyes hold the apocalypse |
