You suffocate
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Because you need a place in me
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You hold me back
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I can't define your suffering
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You're on the defense in the deep end
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And you're sinking, got no self control
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Try a little bit, just a little bit
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Hold your breath now
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Here we go again
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One more night we're seeing stars
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And believe that our time
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Is moving on broad weeks
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Trying hard to think
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But nothing here is real
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One by one we're passing days into nights
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And our lives keep passing by
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And we, we're taking this alone
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Because what else can we do?
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So our days
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Are all wrapped inside our dreams
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They hold us back
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So we can't define quite anything
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Now we're on the defense in the deep end
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And I'm sinking, got no self control
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Try a little bit, just a little bit
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Hold my breath now
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Here I go
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One more night we're seeing stars
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And believe that our time
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Is moving on broad weeks
|
Trying hard to think
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But nothing here is real
|
One by one we're passing days into nights
|
And our lives keep passing by
|
And we, we're taking this alone
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Because what else can we do?
|
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Here we go again
|
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One more night we're seeing stars
|
And believe that our time
|
Is moving on broad weeks
|
Trying hard to think
|
But nothing here is real
|
One by one we're passing days into nights
|
And our lives keep passing by
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And we, we're taking this alone
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Because what else can we do?
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Deep End
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Rufio |