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It's as if we're tracing some familiar fault line |
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Running down the coast from you to me |
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Dark potential just beneath the surface, |
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All the worlds colliding in the tragedy |
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Blood from a stone, wine from water |
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I'd die here alone, only daughter |
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Blood from a stone, wine from water |
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I'd die here alone, like a lamb to slaughter |
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Silence has become our only currency |
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You pay me and I'll be sure to pay you back |
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But step lightly til you've crossed the jagged border |
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Cuz the earth may shift beneath you, pull the rug out, |
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All your history keeping track |
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Blood from a stone, wine from water |
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I'd die here alone, only daughter |
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Blood from a stone, wine from water |
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I'd die here alone, like a lamb to slaughter |
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I'll reel in my addictions in the face of your distress |
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Aches and pains all shelved and put aside |
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I'll jump to my conclusions, but I'll leap to your defense |
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And I'll wish I were the brave one as I breathe another lie |
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'Cause it runs in the family, it's coursing through our veins |
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It lingers and gets caught in our hearts |
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Running in the family, it's a little like insane |
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The trimmings and the trappings of the artist and the art |
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Blood from a stone, wine from water |
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I'd die here alone, only daughter |
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Blood from a stone, wine from water |
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I'd die here alone, like a lamb to slaughter |
