drive through
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i want you to know
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just how it feels
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to die on your own
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drive through
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i want you to hand
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me up to the thieves
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who know you by name
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servant prostrate on the ground
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servant tell them what you just found
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not just a name, not just a cause, not just a feeling
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am i on the sun, cause i just called it home
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i must have traded you for everything
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go find your maker
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you make sense now
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77 Steps
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| Ethan Durelle |
