| a doorway thats in between
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| wasn’t me and it wasn’t you
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| the airplane rewrote our histories
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| of freeways left to go now
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| hysteric screams coming out of the window now
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| blessed arms that hold us tight
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| freezing cold and alone
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| skeleton left the closet for a little while
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| i slept all through the day
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| all through the night
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| all through this year
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| all through this life
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| now cold arms pull the covers tight
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| and bad boring dreams all come true
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| and its all long goodbyes
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| death will come slowly now
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| wake up, pass out, fall down
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| comb your hair
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| take a long long look in the mirror
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| you smiled when you lied about all of your feelings
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| i hope to god none of this comes true
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| because one eye is shut
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| and the other one is completely crushed
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| death will come slowly for you |