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maybe there's more to life than just writing songs. maybe not. maybe there's more to life than just righting wrongs maybe not. |
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I grow so cold, you reach for gold |
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I fail to hold your attention. [chorus:] their pretty boy ways always take you away, take you away. my revenge on seattle - |
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I retreat from the battle. won't you stay? maybe there's more to life than just biting tongues. maybe not. out of the sky and left to die - believing the lie of protection. [chorus x2] maybe there's more to life than just writing songs. maybe not. |
