Second Place to you is the last place I ever thought I'd be
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and in this race the selfish survive while the selfless suffocate in suffering
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I'm choking on the words that kept us alive
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So kiss me and them and all we had goodbye
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Where was I?
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When they kicked out the lights
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and when your world turns black you can't take back
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all the lines you've crossed and trust you've lost
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So take my hand, no, not to hold
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You could use the extra fingers to count your mistakes
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because this distance has only lead to deception
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a curse for every mile
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a lie for every smile
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Where was I?
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When they kicked out the lights
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and when your world turns black you can't take back
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all the lines you've crossed and trust you've lost
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Drown in your goodbyes, and miss what we had
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Foreign tongues are burning above self-righteous heads
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you're so dexterous and articulate and i count on too many fingers and friends.
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. . .and friends.
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if your body is a temple then your roof is on fire
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Where was I?
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When they kicked out the lights
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and when your world turns black you can't take back
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all the lines you've crossed and trust you've lost
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Drown in your goodbyes, and miss what we had
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The Race
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| The Receiving End Of Sirens |
