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Rolling over the edge |
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Sleeping underneath the tidal wave |
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Waking up in my bed |
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Getting ready for another day |
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Why should I feel exhausted |
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From taking up this space? |
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Just let it remain |
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Praying over the dead |
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Pick the berries with the strangest taste |
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It fits all in my head |
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In the forest but I knew the way |
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I drank my own reflection |
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Then swam accross the lake |
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Whatever it takes |
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I lie and listen to the rain |
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(It’s love starting, repeats again) |
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Turn off the light and see your face |
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(I trace the shape, the path it takes) |
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It’s not just the promises we make |
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That we’re gonna break |
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--------------------------------------------------- |
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I can tell where I’ve been |
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Left some footprints when I ran away |
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No one talks at the end |
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They’re too far from what they want to say |
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It’s a hell of a collection |
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But everyone’s so fake |
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A perfect display |
| [02:45:000] |
I lie and listen to the rain |
| [02:49:000] |
(It’s love starting, repeats again) |
| [02:53:000] |
Turn off the light and see your face |
| [02:57:700] |
(I trace the shape, the path it takes) |
| [03:02:800] |
It’s not just the love that we make |
| [03:10:800] |
That we’re gonna take |
| [03:30:800] |
Spinning backwards |
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Hands held form a ring |
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A secret that’s worth |
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Somersaults in.. |
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Somersaults in spring |
