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I was hanging on by a little thread |
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Just minutes before, I was on a mountain |
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I screamed "I can see all" |
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Ground broke from the sound, it was all built on nothing |
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Caution |
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The solid ground that you |
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Are on |
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Will slide from under you |
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The pretty lights down below |
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Begged me to |
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Just let go |
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To let myself be condemned to start again |
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Caution |
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The solid ground that you |
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Are on |
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Will slide from under you |
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Caution |
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The solid ground that you |
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Are on |
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Will slide from under you |
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I opened up my aching hands |
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I went down like an avalanche |
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I took with me the things I found |
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I used them to help me slow down and start again |
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Caution |
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The solid ground that you |
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Are on |
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Will slide from under you |
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Caution |
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The solid ground that you |
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Are on |
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Will slide from under you |
