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I'm sitting here frozen in this bed I made |
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Considering the weight of the bricks I laid |
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Now that I'm through |
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One by one, sealed every crack that I could slip between |
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To find my way back |
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Find my way back home to you |
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I'm burning all my bridges |
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With these matches I light |
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To illuminate my path |
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To what is right |
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And even if it's true |
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What they say |
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That you can't go back home |
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Once you've cast it away |
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I would still have left tonight |
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You know, baby |
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I would be with you if I could |
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To trade my flesh for your bones |
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I would, I would, I would, I would, I would |
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You know, baby |
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I would be with you if I could |
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To trade my flesh for your bones |
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I would, I would, I would, I would, I would |
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I carry with me, on my way |
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All the ghosts of all the love |
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That I let slip away |
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The heavy weight of promises made |
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That if I could exonerate |
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I might just lift off today |
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I'm burning all my bridges |
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With these matches I light |
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To illuminate my path |
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To what is right |
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And even if it's true |
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What they say |
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That you can't go back home |
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Once you've cast it away |
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I would still have left tonight |
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You know, baby |
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I would be with you if I could |
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To trade my flesh for your bones |
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I would, I would, I would, I would, I would |
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You know, baby |
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I would be with you if I could |
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To trade my flesh for your bones |
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I would, I would, I would, I would, I would |
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I chased your memory from my mind |
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But every song I write is just |
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A wish to find you, near or far |
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Through all the tears and all the time |
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That I have been running blind |
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I still ain't got to where you are |
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And I'm burning all my bridges |
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With these matches I light |
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To illuminate my path |
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To what is right |
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And even if it's true |
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What they say |
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That you can't go back home |
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Once you've cast it away |
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I would still have left tonight |
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You know, baby |
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I would be with you if I could |
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To trade my flesh for your bones |
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I would, I would, I would, I would, I would |
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You know, baby |
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I would be with you if I could |
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To trade my flesh for your bones |
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I would, I would, I would, I would, I would |
