Sketching your faces, I still don't know your why you're permanent
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You want all of the moments stolen
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Blind alleys and hallways to basements
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said you want to hide till you dssapear because
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nothing and nowhere is golden
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apartments are cages, i still don't know what is permanent
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maybe all my posessions were precious
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truth is all my posessions i somehow lost
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been travelling so light when they're flooding back
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it seems nothing and nowhere is golden
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some say 'we're lost in space'
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some say 'we're falling off the pace'
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some say 'all life is insane'
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some say 'but it isn't insane on paper'
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playgrounds are graveyards and all of our scars are permanent
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there's no placement for places
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i'll always love you, you're mine
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numb is the new high, old memories die out 'till
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nothing and nowhere is golden
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some say 'we only always want to get off'
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some say 'our hands are much too soft'
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some say all life is insane
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some say but it isn't insane on paper
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some say 'our hair is in our eyes'
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some say 'where are our little minds?'
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some say all life is insane some say but it isn't insane on paper to have to ask
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Numb Is The New High
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| Emily Haines |
