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The dust is settling, as I lie here |
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It was a subtle hint, of what went wrong |
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I've been giving up, giving up on every plan that I've made |
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I'm finally waking up, but just a little too late |
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My life has always been a dead end street |
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With heavy eyes that shoot through me |
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I slip somewhere in between what's right and wrong |
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And now I drown with every breath I take |
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I'm sick of feeling like I can't escape |
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I'll get out before I go insane to somewhere I belong |
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Somewhere I belong |
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I don't know who I am, or how I got here |
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But I'm a subtle hint, the best forgotten |
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You never know, never know what this boy could have been |
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I guess I finally figured out |
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My life has always been a dead end street |
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With heavy eyes that shoot through me |
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I slip somewhere in between what's right and wrong |
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And now I drown with every breath I take |
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I'm sick of feeling like I can't escape |
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I'll get out before I go insane to somewhere I belong |
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Somewhere I belong |
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I'm struggling to find my feet, just in time to watch the sea wash away |
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All memories of you |
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(Giving up, giving up on every plan that I've made |
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Finally waking up, a little too late) |
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My life has always been a dead end street |
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With heavy eyes that shoot through me |
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I slip somewhere in between what's right and wrong |
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And now I drown with every breath I take |
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I'm sick of feeling like I can't escape |
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I'll get out before I go insane to somewhere I belong |
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Somewhere I belong |
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Giving up, giving up on every plan that I've made |
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Finally waking up, a little too late |
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Giving up, giving up on every plan that I've made |
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Finally waking up, a little too late |
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Giving up, giving up on every plan that I've made |
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Finally waking up, a little too late |
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Giving up, giving up on every plan that I've made |
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Finally waking up, a little too late |
