Stop these lies and start again,
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Break through bone and cut through skin,
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See just where your heart has been,
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By the trail left behind you.
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Oh it takes no time to make things clear,
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I might be blind but i can hear,
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By the sound of things I'm losing sleep,
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For all the right reasons.
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And it goes down hard for me,
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That you just don't, don't seem to see,
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At the top you'll, you'll always be,
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Looking down
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To find yourself.
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So call me when you get here,
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And tell me when you hit that ground
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Tell me when you get here,
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Tell me when your plan breaks down.
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When you stop your heart to make some space,
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For shallow drinks and social games,
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I kept it for reminders sake
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Of before the bottle found you.
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And it goes down hard for me,
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That you just don't, don't seem to see,
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At the top you'll, you'll always be,
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Looking down
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To find yourself.
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And
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Ohhh, whoa whoa ohhh
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Ohhh, whoa whoa ohhh
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Ohhh, whoa whoa ohhh
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Whoa ohhh
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And it goes down hard for me,
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That you just don't seem to see,
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At the top you'll, you'll always be,
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Looking down
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To find yourself.
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So tell me when you get here,
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Tell me when you hit that ground,
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Tell me when you get here,
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Tell me when your plan breaks down.
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Losing Sleep
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| Parachute |
