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49 lines
1.1 KiB
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Maybe we, why don't we
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Sit right here for half an hour?
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We'll speak of what a waste I am
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And how we missed your beat again
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I swear we need to find some comfort
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In this run-down place
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To bridge the gap of this
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Concious state that we live in
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And I'm short on time
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How come you try to place us all
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To fit the shape of
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And I break what they tell you
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You to move on
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But mostly what they show you (Move on)
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At this rate, we can't give up
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I'm takin' back all the things I've said
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I'm takin' back all the things I've said
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But I sure can't just sit still
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Keep me filled in and I swear I'll come
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We walk alone, we walk alone
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We walk alone, we walk alone
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We walk alone, we walk alone
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Back home alone
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Back home
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You're almost gone and I'm okay
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I still see your shadow
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To give you time to be afraid
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But never your face
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Again I remember
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Your presence
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I hope to God you come down
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I hope to God you feel this now
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I hope to God you come down
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I hope to God
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I know there must be some way out of here
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And all of them will be waiting there
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__________________________
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Name Writing on the Walls
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Artist Underoath
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Album Define The Great Line
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