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Amongst the tires and broken trees, |
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all washed up on rubble beach. |
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You were the best lover I never loved, |
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tucked beneath the seaweed sheets. |
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Little scraps of shells and sand caked around your shaky hand, |
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as the little fingertips slide inside my belt loop again. |
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Your matted hair and sappy stair lost inside the haze of the sun, |
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stumbling in a three legged race, |
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you lean on me the whole way back home. |
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You can never guess what you find washed up on a shore, |
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on the sunny day after a storm. |
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I left her there in bed that day, |
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to watch a hotel hauled away on the back of trucks. |
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Among stacks of bricks, lithographs of seaside scenes |
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flap in the breeze the canvas ripped. |
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I guess I'm scared to wake up next to her |
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or maybe I'm too scared to ever fall asleep. |
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Comfortably coiled in a tide pool at the edge of the beach |
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I watch the world wake up as the sun leaves a land of the stucco bleached, |
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my stomach rocks with waves, a smile is tossed on my face, |
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cement feet drag me neck deep, sometimes a bit of trouble is great. |
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We, we lost it all again, |
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till everything came back again. |
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floating in, floating in |
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We, we lost it all again, |
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till everything came back again. |
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floating in, floating in |
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We never leave a ransom, |
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we fill your car wash up with drugs, |
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we drink our beer in the shower, |
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we leave your house without locking up. |
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Round here the days are just packed, |
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with same smirking faces and the same haircuts. |
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The city's a boarding school with rigid hemlines and golden rules |
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a grid of pictures yellow light highlighting chosen few. |
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Look we made the news again, me and my old friends....YEAH RIGHT! |
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I'm sick, she's a communist, he's pissed were all monuments |
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to the greatest hair-dos of the modern age. |
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Lets escape, we can smoke cigarettes and comb the woods for dirty magazines, |
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sneak out ruin or shoes and hide from no one inside the (BREATH). |
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When they fill us in on exactly what me missed, |
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we'll never talk about the nervous little breaths. |
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Tomorrow when we're retracing our all our shake little steps, |
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We'll never tell a soul that we kissed. |
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We'll never tell a soul that we kissed. |
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We'll never tell a soul that we kissed. |
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We'll never tell a soul that we kissed. |
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We'll never tell a soul about this. |
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We, we lost it all again, |
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till everything came back again. |
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Floating in, floating in |
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We, we lost it all again, |
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till everything came back again. |
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Floating in, floating in |
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We, we lost it all again, |
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till everything came back again. |
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Floating in, floating in |
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We, we lost it all again, |
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till everything came back again. |
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Floating in, floating in, floating in, floating in |
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We washed our feet in the ocean but they never came clean. |
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I picked some sand up in my hand to watch it all leave. |
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The wrecking ball did fall, you kissed me on the mouth, |
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we rolled around in your sandy bed...until I finally snuck out, |
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we lost a lot in that hurricane, again till everything came back again... |
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floating in, floating in, floating in, floating in. |
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We washed our feet in the ocean but they never came clean. |
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I picked some sand up in my hand to watch it all leave. |
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The wrecking ball did fall, you kissed me on the mouth, |
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we rolled around in your sandy bed...until I finally snuck out, |
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we lost a lot in that hurricane, again till everything came back again... |
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floating in, floating in, floating in, floating in. |
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We washed our feet in the ocean but they never came clean. (We, we lost it all again) |
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I picked some sand up in my hand to watch it all leave. |
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The wrecking ball did fall, you kissed me on the mouth, (We, we lost it all again) |
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we rolled around in your sandy bed...until I finally snuck out, |
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we lost a lot in that hurricane, again till everything came back again... (We, we lost it all again) |
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floating in, floating in, floating in, floating in. |
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We washed our feet in the ocean but they never came clean. (We, we lost it all again) |
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I picked some sand up in my hand to watch it all leave. |
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The wrecking ball did fall, you kissed me on the mouth, (We, we lost it all again) |
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we rolled around in your sandy bed...until I finally snuck out, |
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We lost a lot in that hurricane, again till everything came back again... (We, we lost it all again) |
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floating in, floating in, floating in, floating in. |
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We washed our feet in the ocean but they never came clean. (We, we lost it all again.....) |
