so this is the end
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I will draw the line like I have one thousand times before
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but this time it stays firmly in place
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the smile no longer resides on my face
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summer has passed, the streets are empty now
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not this time
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I want to run away, I gotta get away
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can we find a better way?
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not this time
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right now, right here
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this is our last resort, but the air is clearing
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the situation is too tough to report but the outcome is still pending
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these words cannot express my longing
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and my desire to erase these memories from my mind
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so I lie here waiting for the right time
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could it be the right time to turn and walk away
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not this time
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I want to run away, I gotta get away
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can we find a better way?
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not this time
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right now, right here
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this is our last resort, but the air is clearing
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the situation is too tough to report but the outcome is still pending
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stars hang like daggers waiting to fall
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to cut the dreams from our hearts
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not this time
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right now, right here
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this is our last resort, but the air is clearing
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the situation is too tough to report but the outcome is still pending
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This Time
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| Stretch Arm Strong |
