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I am aware of a red tide line, but |
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I won't stop swimming here |
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Fires blazing, sirens in the night, things just getting hotter |
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Two days on the land, for ten months on the water |
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Awaiting the big wave |
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I'm waving a kiss to |
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VancouverAll of the months of wondering why |
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I'm just not good enough |
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Over the years, under the rug, things just get heavy |
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Now only a few days after and already |
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You're drawing a fine line |
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Now I'm waving goodbye to my city |
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My lover and my friend |
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Vancouver, they're tearing us apart |
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We make it pretty, the way the world sees this city |
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The way the world sees us from afar |
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The way we are |
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The way we're meant to be |
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It's a different city now |
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It's a different city |
