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Stop the look, stop the thought |
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Stop the freeze, start a walk |
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From giving in, to losing it |
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All in change, all in time |
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All break loose, all be mine |
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To color it, to color it |
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For another hit |
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It finds the calm and weighs down on |
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To alter mood |
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Accepting it, already lived with it |
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But it's been so long since you felt this wrong |
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Shake, shake it off |
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Shake, shaken soft |
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To know its name, and file away |
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All this threat you feel |
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Is this time real, to think it gone |
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If you think it's gone |
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It finds the calm and weighs down on |
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To alter mood |
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Accepting it, already lived with it |
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But it's been so long since you felt this wrong |
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Shake it off |
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Shaken soft |
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To know its name |
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This threat you feel |
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Is this time real? |
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If you think it's gone |
