| Yeah my scar is right across my heart. |
| The skill that doesn’t come,
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| bite my drum, watching my bones stop banging on the drum. |
| Yet my scar,
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| so fresh across my heart. |
| The fever is my child, like hurricanes, wild.
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| I’ll hold my breath.
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| Give me moonlight for my trip, I’m running barefoot in the rain.
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| Restless wind will carry me. |
| Send the flash right through my spine,
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| lift me up like the divine. |
| Restless wind will carry me.
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| Yeah my scar is right across my heart. |
| I’m dripping on my toes, dancing with a
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| ghost, fading in and out pirouettes right now. |
| Yeah my scar, so fresh across my
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| heart. |
| A ghost be holy graph, across my chest.
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| Give the moonlight for my track, I’m running barefoot in the rain.
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| Restless wind will carry me. |
| Send the flash right through my spine,
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| lift me up like the divine. |
| Restless wind will carry me. |
| Give me moonlight for
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| my trip, running barefoot in the rain. |
| Restless wind you reek me what.
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| Come on and let me ride your back.
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| Yeah my scar is right across my heart. |
| The skill that doesn’t come,
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| bite my drum, watching my bones still banging on the drum. |
| Yeah my scar,
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| so fresh across my heart. |
| I’m dripping on my toes, dancing with a ghost,
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| fading in and out pirouettes right now. |
| Yeah my scar is right across my heart.
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| The skill desert calm, bite my drum, watching my bones stop banging on the
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| drum. |
| Yeah my scar, so fresh across my heart. |
| I’m tripping on my toes,
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| dancing with a ghost, fading in and out pirouettes right now. |
| Yeah my scar,
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| yeah my scar, yeah my scar.
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| I’ll hold my breath.
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| Give me moonlight for my trip, I’m running barefoot in the rain,
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| restless wind will carry me. |
| Come on and let me ride your back.
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| Send the flash right through my spine, lift me up like the divine.
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| Restless wind will carry me. |
| Come on and let me ride your back.
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| Give me moonlight for my trip, I’m running barefoot in the rain.
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| Restless wind you make me wild. |
| Come on and let me ride your back.
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| Give me moonlight for my trip, I’m running barefoot in the rain.
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| Restless wind will carry me. |
| Come on and let me ride your back. |