Trying not to lose my head
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But I've never been this scared before
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Tell you what I'll do instead
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Lay my body down on the floor
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To forget what I've done
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Silhouette 'til the good Lord come
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All we know is distance
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We're close and then we run
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Kiss away the difference
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I know you hate this one
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Trying not to lose your own
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Boxing up everything, you've got
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All you ever knew of home
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You're scared scared to see
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Your mother there in the door
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You wonder, where did the years go?
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All we know is distance
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We're close and then we run
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Kiss away the difference
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I know you hate this one
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But this is how the story ends
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Or have we just begun
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To kiss away the difference
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I know you hate this one
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The violins make no sound
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And I begin to feel the ground
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All we know is distance
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We're close and then we run
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Kiss away the difference
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I know you hate this one
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But this is where the story ends
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Or have we just begun
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To kiss away the difference?
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I know you hate this one
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Listen til he's twenty
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Last's til twenty one
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Rushing past the window
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Like he's watching his own son
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And sixty years of sorrow
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Brought five to six of bliss
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Left my mother's mother
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Without so much as a kiss
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Where The Story Ends
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| The Fray |
