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Paint a picture as we're walking on the street, a collage of paint, cement and steam. Just like Deja Vu, still life in a dream. There you stood watching as the rain poured down on me. We were once a canvas, so bright and full of color. Now we've become Dorian Grey where the frame is bent and cracked. I am too, if fact i've been that way since May. |
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[Chorus]Let the waves crash down. They'll swallow all of us and wash away those memories we tried to save. Was it enough to be brave? |
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How did we get so damn far by ignoring everything? You we're the sand beneath my feet, eroded by the tide. It's too hard to believe. |
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All I ever wanted was a cool, dry place to rest my bones. Not to drift along with this current forever, not to have to sink alone. |
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