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beautiful and it's |
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coming over from distant lands |
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it's like a waterfall but with flakes that find you |
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wanting to feel the fall |
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so running over you stretch your hands out |
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through the cabin door |
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leaving things behind you |
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leaving things behind |
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leaving things behind |
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where her face won't find you |
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(i am on my way down) |
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mama calls |
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as you're |
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running over the frozen sand |
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it was hours ago that it went inside you |
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and you struggle to |
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breathe it all in |
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but you |
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have the feeling you had no plan |
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you're just an animal |
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leaving tracks behind you |
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leaving tracks behind |
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leaving tracks behind you |
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everything behind |
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where her face won't find you |
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and i'll be the onliest of all |
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yeah i'll be for the wolves |
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and i'll be the onliest of all if her face won't find me |
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if her face won't find me |
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if her face won't find |
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if her face won't find |
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if her face won't find me |
