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'Cause it's your next stop |
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Don't mean it's your last stop |
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Round the evens up |
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Round the evens up |
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If every heart stopped |
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Run-run-running and felt love |
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We all share |
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But bound to feel despair |
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Not bound to feel despair |
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And to surrender (3x) |
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If every heart stopped |
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Run-run-running and felt love |
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We all just bear |
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Not bound to feel despair |
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Goodbye, surreal despair |
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I seem to wise up |
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I seem to wise up |
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I'm on a path, path of recovering |
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This city and the streets I've been harboring |
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(3x) |
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Last bits of it just to be optimistic |
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I lost my soul to the algorithmic shit |
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Like these kids in America |
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Their sex on the streets of illusionary state |
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I'm on a path of recovering |
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From this city and the streets I've been harboring |
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'Cause I'm on a path, path of recovering |
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This city and the streets I've been harboring |
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Like these kids in America |
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Where the shit hits the fan at illusionary rate |
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I'm on a path of recovering |
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This city and the streets |