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They said there's something left here, but you can not find yourself. |
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But the day throws your wishes out, don't think you could find the will. |
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But you're solid gold, and the ones that have left you alone. |
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Oh I said, you're solid gold and it's all that is left here inside yourself. |
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We're outside, shut that door. |
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We can't find the things that we came for. |
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And it's shameful. |
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Sleep tonight, wanting more. |
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Tried to fight for the things that we came for. |
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But it's painful. |
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You spent all your life upon the windowsill. |
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And the blind spots in your mind, don't push them aside, but you will. |
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But you're solid gold, and the ones that have left you alone. |
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Oh I said, you're solid gold, and it's all that is left here inside yourself. |
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We're outside, shut that door. |
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We can't find the things that we came for. |
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And it's shameful. |
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Sleep tonight, wanting more |
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Tried to fight for the things that we came for. |
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But it's painful. |
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That we came for, and it's painful. |
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That we came for, and it's shameful. |
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Wish you could understand |
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That it's all in your hands. |
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Want you to be the one. |
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'Cause we're not going to land |
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And it's all in your hands. |
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We're outside, shut that door. |
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We can't find the things that we came for. |
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And it's shameful. |
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Sleep tonight, wanting more |
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Tried to fight for the things that we came for. |
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But it's painful. |
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We're outside, shut that door. |
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We can't find the things that we came for. |
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And it's shameful. |
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Sleep tonight, wanting more |
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Tried to fight for the things that we came for. |
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But it's painful. |
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That we came for, and it's painful. |
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That we came for, and it's shameful. |
