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To amount for the travelled skies, |
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I'm seeing picture perfect lines. |
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Now breathe in the masses, a carrier in our feat of tired dreams. |
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Gravity holds us to a stand still. |
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Look for the better signs; |
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we're all in pursuit of this time. |
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It's all laid out right in front of me, |
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looking back into absence. |
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And I'll stop running from what never chases me, |
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when you keep your hands where everyone can see. |
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What's become of this place we once loved? |
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They said it was coming. |
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Oh ****, this is just my luck. |
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We've all paid the ****ing price. |
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They said it was coming, |
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oh my god, now here it comes. |
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Tides never brought the change we all thought that they would bring. |
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Now set the sky aflame. |
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So tell me, are you gonna make a decision that you'll regret years from now? |
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When you keep your hands where everyone can see |
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but what's become of this place we once loved. |
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You can back into absence. |
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So bite your ****ing tongue, |
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cause your out of control this time. |
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Now let me teach you a thing or two about life. |
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We've all paid the ****ing price. |
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What's become of this place we once loved? |
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What has happened to this place that we once loved? |
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Now here it comes... |
