You roll your eyes
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To say the least
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I'm all alone and I feel
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That you can't be a part of this
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And now you run for
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These empty lights
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These empty waves
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To fall away
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Such empty lies that you would say
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(Remove sprockets from the machine)
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(Cross wires touch down)
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(Lights out put out the fire)
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(It's right now it's a white sound)
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(It's a transcendental toothache)
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(You'll be feeling for miles)
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(Be just like a battery might try, might lie)
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(While you're breaking the waves)
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(Take a break for a second)
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(Words don't write themselves)
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Can you take this line
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And how you run away from this place
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Dry your eyes bleedings insane
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(Wine, dine)
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(Lye and wait for falling bombs)
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(Chloride and salt intake)
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And I feel such defeat
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Such broken lies in your home
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And I feel such pain
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From those beautiful brown eyes
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And you reach for those words
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To wait in line
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And I feel such deviance leaving you now
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(Might try, might lie recent definitions)
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(Two in the back)
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(Like a bird in flight)
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(Son try to fly a kite)
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(Son take him by the hand)
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(Push him in the sand)
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Can you taste this blood
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And how you run away from this place
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Dry your eyes bleedings insane
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(Wine, dine)
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(Lye and wait for falling bombs)
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(Chloride and salt intake)
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[whispering]
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And you wait
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For this meaning to leave
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And you take
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So breathe in love
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And make this feeling last
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Now dry your eyes
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(You might have done it, fund it)
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Tidal Waves: Breakfast, Lunch And Dinner
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| Dance Gavin Dance |
