Moving in slow like the smoke from your cigarette,
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Every step a closer's a step that we both will regret,
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Keeping a tally, but who can keep track?
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Your overreacting is taking me back to a time better left alone,
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Holding onto the phone,
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Holding onto this glass,
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Holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
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Waiting for better words,
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They'll never come.
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So dry your eyes,
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It's better,
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Now it's done...
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Keep a tight grip like a child holding onto a swing set,
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Waiting and hoping to find what I can't figure out yet,
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Please don't unless this is something to me,
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Another nightmare instead of a dream,
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Better left alone,
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Holding onto the phone,
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Holding onto this glass,
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Holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
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Waiting for better words,
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They'll never come.
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So dry your eyes,
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Its better,
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Holding onto the phone,
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Holding onto this glass,
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Holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
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Waiting for better words,
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They'll never come.
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So dry your eyes,
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Its better,
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Now it's done...
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I never lost so much...
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I never lost so much...
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I never lost so much...
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Holding onto the phone,
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Holding onto this glass,
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Holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
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Waiting for better words,
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They'll never come.
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So dry your eyes,
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Holding onto the phone,
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Holding onto this glass,
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Holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
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Waiting for better words,
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They'll never come.
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So dry your eyes,
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Its better,
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Now it's done...
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Now It's Done
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Straylight Run |