The paths we choose
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The chance to change
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We turn our backs against the waves
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And if we seek
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Hope to find
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Someone out there, somewhere left behind
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Caught in a landslide
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Caught in a landslide
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Caught in a landslide over me
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I wanna go outside
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I wanna go outside
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I wanna go outside and see
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Your light is so bright
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But too far away, far away
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Too far away to see
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Sometimes we¡¯re so blind
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That we run away, run away
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Don¡¯t run away from here
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When we go, we go alone
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We turn our backs against our own
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Though we seek and hope to find
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The answers out there, somewhere left behind
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Caught in a landslide
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Caught in a landslide
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Caught in a landslide over me
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I wanna go outside
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I wanna go outside
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I wanna go outside and see
|
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Your light is so bright
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But too far away, far away
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Too far away to see
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Sometimes we¡¯re so blind
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That we run away, run away
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Don¡¯t run away from here
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Caught in a landslide
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I wanna go outside and see
|
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Your light is so bright
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But too far away, too far away from
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Too far away to see
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Sometimes we¡¯re so blind
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That we run away, we run away from
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Sometimes
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Landslide
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| The Butterfly Effect |
