everything's going according to planned
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when the light breaks in
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and it's blue again i can't see him
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wait for this morning
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for wasting lives, i've been named
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if it's right, don't waste
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if it's driving haste, you can't feel him
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now i'm calling out
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it'd be wise to catch yourself
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oh, so i'm bad but i retreat and whine
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you see it, you're mourning my life
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you are stumbling now but i'm blind,
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so blind when i'm caught anymore...
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why am i waiting - so i could lie?
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when i'm bored in the middle of the day
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and i fall into dreaming
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the paint's snow white and before it
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dries, you can't feel him
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oh, i'm lonely
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but something keeps me going
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in the sun i'm blind and at night i don't
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mind the faraway
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stay if i'm down like i believe you to be
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come,
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stay if i'm down like i believe you to be
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come,
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stay upstairs
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you've been lysed by her there
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you've been taking my days
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taking my home
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taking my ways
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like doubt could do
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Come, Now
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Gregory And The Hawk |