| I need direction for all of my callousing
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| Standing, screaming that «the time is now»
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| Spend your money when you’re rich in a way you don’t need
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| A bare perfection all of the way down
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| I need substance, spit me out into the street
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| You’re heavy, almost continually
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| You can take it but you better give it back to me
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| Spend your week searching for a way out
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| I need direction, feet first into me
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| Where do you find yourself when you are out?
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| I dive in quick then I stand in the wind until I’m clean
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| I owe you everything until now
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| I need substance, give me a time and place
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| Seed my everything until I’m sound
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| Nothing is worth it unless you stay put when it’s set free
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| You are perfection all of the way down
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| You’re my perfection all of the way down
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| I could be anything that you want
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| I wouldn’t mind if you handed me a loaded gun
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| Crack a smile while you turn the safety off
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| I’ll destroy anything that you want me to
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| Help me try and understand what you’re going through
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| Crack the door as you turn yourself away |