The static grows and kills the message
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Unclear as the wind blows
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Thin whispers through all the wreckage
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You said you planned to fail
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Looking so safe but sorry
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So be sure to bang the nail
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And seal the exit out
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Feel the way through your revelation
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Does it feel the way you want to?
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Just say it like it뭩 all true
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Just tell it like you want to
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You bled along the edge of reason
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You could have changed your mind into the driest season
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Don뭪 explain I know
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The lives that you let go
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The ones you thought you knew
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Held onto deep dark truth
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You just say it like it뭩 all true
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You just tell it like you want to
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Calculate one last scene of struggling
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As I뭢 sinking I뭠l be looking for you cause you뭠l know who to blame
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But you can뭪 stop the plan cause supply met demand
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The Last Scene Of Struggling
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| Finger Eleven |
