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Like the firm decision to bring forth axe to head. |
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I want this winged metal to go down. |
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Unfortunately for the ones I'm with I wont stop wishing, hoping, believing that eventually its weight will bring it down. |
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A small hint of me wants to save the young on board but I know what will happen. |
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The jaded will come tease them with years of no worries only to break it at the neck without warning. |
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Like the firm decision to bring forth axe to head. |
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I want this winged metal to go down. |
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Unfortunately for the ones I'm with I wont stop wishing, hoping, believing that eventually its weight will bring it down. |
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Butterflies nest in my body. |
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As I wait for it to happen I know how my story will end. |
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I've just never had the ground rush at me that fast. |
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I may regret my decision. |
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I've had the same dream over and over. |
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To be forever immortalized body and facial. |
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Like those who lived in Pompeii. |
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Like the firm decision to bring forth axe to head. |
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I want this winged metal to go down. |
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Unfortunately for the ones I'm with I wont stop wishing, hoping, believing that eventually its weight will bring it down. |
