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We're going south |
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Feels like it's our fate |
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We've been on the road for so long |
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Landscapes we've past seems to bleach when we catch |
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A glimpse at what we've left behind |
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We're moving slowly |
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And we can hardly breath |
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I think we're loosing balance |
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The air is thick and hot we're almost swimming |
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In never ending ocean |
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We have lost all reasons we had |
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It feels like something's missing |
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We've been on the road for so long that it feels like |
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If we turn back there'll be nothing left behind |
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I'm starting to drawn |
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Hot air's filling my mouth and |
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For the moment I stopped breathing |
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But then I've heard this loud, lovely voice |
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Just from behind my back |
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It says run! Just run! |
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Run back! Run back! |
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To take what, to take what you forget! |
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It says run! Just run! |
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To me! To me! |
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Why did you, why did you forget? |
