And I want to tell you my thoughts
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But my thoughts are scattered like crows.
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I done whatever you want
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I've gone from a mountain to a mole
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I can see all my friends in a mirror
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They're holding hands
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But they don't recognize past and present
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In harmony every breath fear
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And trembling the dark
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And trembling the dark
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Can you save me from afar, yeah?
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I know my face,
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When I'm gone on my name
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I know my lover name!
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Fear & Trembling
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| Cold War Kids |
