I can't stop thinking about the words
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that you once said, like I better stop my breathing before I stop believing.
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I've been tearing out my throat with dangerous words.
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Selling hooks with all this screaming,
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you'd think I'd start to get it, but I don't...
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They're God damn right. You've still got your voice, so don't just let this die.
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This is for you, this is for me this is for everything that ever made me see,
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and I'm planning my escape right now.
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This is to truth, this is belief, this is for everything that ever made me sing, and I'm planning my escape right now.
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I'll write you letter after letter when I'm gone, to tell you that I made it, or that I cannot take this.
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Call this summer just a night that went too long, but everything went perfect;
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I promised you I'd live this. So I'll goa¢æ|
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They're God damn right. You've still got your voice, so don't just let this die.
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This is for you, this is for me this is for everything that ever made me see,
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and I'm planning my escape right now.
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This is to truth, this is belief, this is for everything that ever made me sing, and I'm planning my escape right now.
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But what if I was wrong?
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What if I should stay?
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Would you let me hold my breath, tell me there's nothing more to say?
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Or would you change? Become disgraced? Say, "Boy, there's nothing I hate more than seeing talent go to waste"?
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I'll take my time with everything.
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I'll take my time, and you can show me where to go.
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I can't save this, but I really want to make you move, because I wrote too many songs about this and just giving up, and holding onto what I thought when you helped me to find my voice again
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Here We Are After Dark
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The Dangerous Summer |