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[ti:] |
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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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When will I feel this |
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As vivid as it truly is |
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Fall in love in a single touch, |
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And fall apart when it hurts too much. |
| [00:33.58] |
Can we skip past near-death cliches? |
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Where my heart restarts as my life replays. |
| [02:20.08][00:47.89] |
All I want is to flip a switch |
| [02:27.58][00:56.04] |
Before something breaks that cannot be fixed. |
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I know, I know, the sirens sound |
| [03:25.94][01:11.74] |
Just before the walls come down. |
| [03:30.36][01:16.19] |
Pain is a well-intentioned weatherman, |
| [03:36.09][01:21.72] |
Predicting God as best he can. |
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But, God, I want to feel again. |
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Rain or shine, I don't feel a thing, |
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Just some information upon my skin. |
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I miss the subtle aches |
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When the weather changed. |
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The barometric pressure we always blamed. |
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Invisible machinery, |
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These moving parts inside of me |
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Well they've been shutting down for quite some time, |
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Leaving only rust behind. |
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Well, I know, I know, the sirens sound |
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Oh, God, I want to feel again. |
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Down my arms, |
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A thousand satellites |
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Suddenly discover signs of life. |
