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The rain begins. |
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The tide it pulls. |
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And drags me down. |
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It doesn't end. |
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Keep rolling in. |
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Keep rolling in. |
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Alone you float. |
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She wont let go. |
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And it spins you out. |
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Keep rolling in. |
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Keep rolling in. |
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Keep rolling in. |
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Underneath a web of satellites. |
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Concrete structures puncture holes in the sky. |
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Nothing lives here and no one comes here anymore. |
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Redesign me. |
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I lost your grip. |
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Peeled apart by the owned. |
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Stick beside me on the road. |
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Redesign me. |
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I lost my grip. |
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Peeled apart by the owned. |
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Stick beside me on the road. |
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She winks and glows. |
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If I could run from this I swear I'd take you with me. |
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But this place has got the best of us again. |
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And it wont just go away. |
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We're diving in with our hearts and halfmast and there's nothing left to say. |
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Redesign me. |
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I lost your grip. |
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Peeled apart by the owned. |
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Stick beside me on the road. |
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Redesign me. |
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I lost your grip. |
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Peeled apart by the owned. |
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Stick beside me on the road. |
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Keep rolling in. |
