| Use to run a mile but not gain an inch
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| Making dreams real by killing some trees
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| It’s not goodbye, I’m just losing touch
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| What you call wisdom, I call pain
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| Stepped out of line, I missed my train
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| In time you’ll say, I’m just losing touch
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| Happy here? |
| The rest’s a wreck!
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| Strangers come, the night begins
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| Silence weighs a thousand tons
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| Her youth describes, you’re lost in it
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| Carved your confusion into my arm
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| Left with a contusion and a bill for the scars
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| It’s not goodbye, I’m just losing touch
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| You can’t control the ocean, you can’t control the tide
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| Maybe maybe maybe put your ego aside
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| It’s like I said, I’m just losing touch
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| Happy here? |
| The rest’s a wreck!
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| Strangers come, the night begins
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| Silence weighs a thousand tons
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| Her youth describes, you’re lost in it
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| Happy here? |
| The rest’s a wreck!
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| Strangers come, the night begins
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| Silence weighs a thousand tons
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| Her youth describes, you’re lost in it |