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Just ahead I see you winding up |
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And you're dressing this of color on the edge of fire |
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Until these tightened strides |
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They march in time again |
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I don't know where I will go |
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I don't know, I don't know, I don't know if I will cut through |
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I don't know, I don't know, if my heart will beat without you |
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Guiding it, winding up |
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Leading me, winding up to explode |
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It's the sound your racing heart |
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That beats in time with every start |
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Reaches up and across the sky |
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It makes you want to rise |
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Falling to pieces, I can't let go |
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Tearing apart your lies |
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Wanting to live |
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Its the sound of your shotgun pulse |
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Beating over and over in your silent halls |
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Its the thought that keeps us alive |
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It makes us want to try |
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Falling to pieces, I can't let go |
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Tearing apart your lies |
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I want to live |
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A scream to guide me |
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Through my life |
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Winding up, Guiding me |
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Winding up to what you cannot unwind this side of you |
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And if its taken away you wont know what to do |
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Your streatching to meet expectations |
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That you will never reach |
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And now its far too late, and now its far too late |
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Far too late, to ever leave this cold |
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I'm giving up, marching in time with their drums |
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I'm letting go of everything I once loved |