You said we'd leave next year
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Each year for thirteen years
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Each year, it gets harder to hear
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It's getting harder now just to stay in love
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And now our roots grow deep
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Beneath these barren streets
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I have the darkest dreams
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The city's pipes and wires
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Went through our nerves and veins
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And those nights, after a double shift, I feel it
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The test plans you never dared to live
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They used to light up your eyes
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Those bulbs have long burned out
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Let a tornado tear through
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Let it tear straight through our roof
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And let the rain pour in
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I'll scream, "Babe, this is it!"
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We'll leave the house in ruins
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If we escape right now, we just might make it out
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This city, this city's killing us
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This city, this city's killing us
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This city, this city's killing us
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It's killing us
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It's killing us
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This city, this city's killing us
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This city, this city's killing us
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This city, this city's killing us
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It's killing us
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It's killing us
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It's killing us
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Dorothy Dreams Of Tornadoes
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