Melting molasses
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Its been raining fire
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Far too long
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Waterfall corroding
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My shelter
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Levitated state
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Float away from
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Sandbag feet
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As sillouettes fade
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Your beauty's rich in a loveless world
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Sold and Defined
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By your choices
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Scrape my head Off the melting floor
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Violating the voices
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its been raining fire
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far too long
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waterfall corroding
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my shelter
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*far from the ground, stars coming down you're falling sight into sound, I'll help you down I'm calling far from the ground, stars coming down you're falling sight into sound, I'll help you down you're calling
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Rain.
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| Silverchair |
