We drove through misty canyons
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Our destination seemed resolved
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But through highbeams tragedy called
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It seemed like a normal evening
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We rode in silent walls between
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Our wills, like guillotines
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I sped on mountain roads as
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Your words came piercing through my chest
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I'm your usual suspect
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I turned my head in defense
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That's when I heard you crash
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In siren screams like rival factions
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Two stories are told
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We never knew at any moment
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We might just implode
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They're watching you crashing into
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Crashing into me
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And wishing they had what we see
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Had what we see
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Had what we believe
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We were magnetic fields when
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We came together long ago
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You glowed like burning halos
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But we spent a lifetime on the
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Beaches of Normandy in vain
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what for I can't explain
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I looked to you from the darkened highway
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Facing you in tears
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And in that moment, metal twisted
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And you disappeared
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They're watching you crashing into
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crashing into me
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And wishing they had what we see
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Had what we see
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Had what we believe
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A fatal evening's drive is what they always will assume
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But I know better as I collide face first with you
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Normandy
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Project 86 |