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Taking division down to where |
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I shouldn't be |
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Turn pockets run aground in the green |
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New way to see what's laid plain in front of me |
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Nothing better than a look at what |
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I shouldn't see |
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When you examined the wreck, what did you see? |
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Glass everywhere and wheels still spinning free |
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When you examined the wreck, what did you see? |
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Glass everywhere and wheels still spinning free |
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Accidental, maybe |
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Restraints too frayed to withhold me |
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Remember, you told me |
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You will go where you're meant to be |
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This is my wreck, so let it be |
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Cracked gauges carry messages for me |
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Calls and responses, you can't see |
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Calls and responses, you can't see |
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I know you'd never grasp the possibilities |
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What would you risk to rescue me? |
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So turn your back, just drive on past' |
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Cause nothing is better than getting out fast |
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Taking division down to where |
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I shouldn't be |
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Five blocks down in the middle of the green |
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No messages wash ashore with me |
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Glass shards reflecting light so |
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I can seeI know you'd never grasp the possibilities |
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What would you risk to rescue me? |
