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I'm looking for a sign that |
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I can't see |
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The good, the bad, it's somewhere in between |
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These warning signs |
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These urban grinds |
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Let me down |
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The kids are building fires by their homes |
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The smoke is sending signals out in code |
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Yeah, these safety suits |
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These parachutes |
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I don't know |
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Gotta stop. |
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Drop. Roll. |
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When all these walls come down |
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They'll shake us |
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We fight. |
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We're not to be |
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Not to be weightless |
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When all these stars hit ground |
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They'll wake us |
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We fight. |
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We're not to be |
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Not to be weightless |
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I'm choking on the words that |
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I can't say |
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My lungs are full but everything's misplaced |
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These junkyard dogs |
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These cherry bombs |
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Go offThe sun, the sky, the moon, will fall apart |
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Come tumbling down just like a house of cards |
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These fire escapes |
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These lush landscapes |
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It fadesWhen all these walls come down |
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They'll shake us |
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We fight. |
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We're not to be |
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Not to be weightless |
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When all these stars hit ground |
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They'll wake us |
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We fight. |
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We're not to be |
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Not to be weightless |
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Not to be weightless |
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I can feel this heavy weight hanging around my neck |
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I can feel your heartbeat bringing me back, and back again |
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When all these walls come down |
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They'll shake us |
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We fight. |
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We're not to be |
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Not to be weightless |
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When all these stars hit ground |
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They'll wake us |
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We fight. |
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We're not to be |
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Not to be weightless |
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Be weightless |
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Be weightless |
