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We weave in and out of consciousness alone |
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Til our bodies collide and keep us from getting cold |
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Skin pores open up and swallow each other whole |
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And the scars we collect connect and reverse the flow |
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And so it goes |
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And so it goes |
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Emotions in motions motion us to wars |
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And our last experience has served as swords |
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Each life that we take burns holes into the walls |
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Til the roof caves and we wash up on the shore |
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And so it goes |
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And so it goes |
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And so it goes |
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And so it goes |
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But there's a light |
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If you dare to believe it |
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It floods in and washes all away |
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Blood, sweat and tears won't retrieve it |
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You just have to wait to receive, |
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The light |
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If you dare to believe it |
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It floods in and washes all away |
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Blood, sweat and tears won't retrieve it |
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You just have to wait to receive it |
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Blood, sweat and tears won't retrieve it |
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You just have to wait to receive it |
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Blood, sweat and tears won't retrieve it |
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You just have to wait to receive it |
