The place I used to live, made me feel like a tourist
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I couldn´t coexist with the cold suspicion
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When the last remaining lie was starting to filter
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It seemed the perfect time to step through to the future
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And i cant wait to be pushing you on
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slow down, its a smoking gun
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someone was twisting the back of my scar
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And saying everything was gone
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you found and hid from me
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that new constitution
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and left so easily
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So easily
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I left it all behind, in the dead of last winter
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I left it all behind, but the questions still linger
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So long forgotten friends, no they don´t know the difference
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between love and selfish acts, get the fuck out of here
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And I cant wait to be pushing you on
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slow down, its a smoking gun
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someone was twisting the back of my scar
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And saying everything was gone
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you found and hid from me
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that new constitution
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and left so easily
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So easily
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And she´s trying to sleep it off
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With her head on my shoulder
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And I´m trying to figure out
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How the fuck can i hold her
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And she´s trying to sleep it off
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With her head on my shoulder
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And I´m trying to figure out
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How the fuck can i hold her
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And I cant wait to be pushing you on
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slow down, its a smoking gun
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someone was twisting the back of my scar
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And saying everything was gone
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you found and hid from me
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that new constitution
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and left so easily
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So easily
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Lillian
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