| See the vapours fading as they stare into the night
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| Every time, it’s getting harder to be buttoned up so tight
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| Don’t do anything to us today
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| (You're only flesh and bone; you’ll really never know)
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| There’s nothing left to take away
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| (You're only flesh and bone; you’ll really never know)
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| I know the crash is coming
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| 'Cause I smell the fuel in the morning
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| I hear the engine stop
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| But I’ll find my own way down
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| I know the crash is coming
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| 'Cause I smell the fuel in the morning
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| I hear the engine stop
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| But I’ll find my own way down
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| I hear the sleepers waking as they stare into the sky
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| All their lives, the limits breaking as we struggle up so high
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| Don’t do anything to us today
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| (You're only flesh and bone; you’ll really never know)
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| There’s no-one left who wants to stay
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| (You're only flesh and bone; you’ll really never know)
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| I know the crash is coming
|
| 'Cause I smell the fuel in the morning
|
| I hear the engine stop
|
| But I’ll find my own way down
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| I know the crash is coming
|
| 'Cause I smell the fuel in the morning
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| I hear the engine stop
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| But I’ll find my own way down
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| I see the takers taking and relive it all again
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| Every time a little closer to the truth without the pain
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| Don’t do anything to us today
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| (You're only flesh and bone; you’ll really never know)
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| There’s no-one left to play the game
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| (You're only flesh and bone; you’ll really never know)
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| I know the crash is coming
|
| 'Cause I smell the fuel in the morning
|
| I hear the engine stop
|
| But I’ll find my own way down
|
| I know the crash is coming
|
| 'Cause I smell the fuel in the morning
|
| I hear the engine stop
|
| But I’ll find my own way down
|
| I know the crash is coming
|
| 'Cause I smell the fuel in the morning
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| I know the crash is coming
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| 'Cause I smell the fuel in the morning
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| There’s nothing left to take away
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| There’s no-one left who wants to stay |