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Morning bled at the water's edge |
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The city was bringing me down |
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And my mind was on a ledge |
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Saying who's gonna help you now? |
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Without sun we pull what feeds us |
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From the heat that's in-between us |
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How can we expect to build a boat |
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Seagulls running everything |
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Hard, you make it hard, hard |
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It's all the opposite |
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I thinkThe ladder runs side to side |
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Enough to make you want a drink |
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But there's no place to hide |
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Watching shadows within |
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Shadows within shadows |
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They hide their dark self from the sun |
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And her voice is just a memory |
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You're not fooling anyone |
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Hard, you make it hard, hard |
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Hard, you make it hard, hard |
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Morning bled at the water's edge |
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The city was bringing me down |
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And my mind was on a ledge |
