| Night, we don’t rise like musing roam
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| Dance through the sky
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| What signs redefine where I belong?
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| Pushed in the fight
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| But I still hold on to another second
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| Don’t waste your thought of how to end it
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| Life’s worth questioning
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| That’s what it’s meant for
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| As I make one decision wrong
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| It feels like I sing the same old song
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| Could you breach the maw?
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| My foot is out the door
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| I wanna break the mold
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| I’m next to parallel
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| Stars realign once I’ve become feather to flight
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| Now that I’m stuck in a place as I desire
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| (And watch beside the face I hide)
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| Will I belong?
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| But I still hold on to another minute
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| Waiting for what I’ve been missing
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| Where’s the hope in this?
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| It’s what I’ve come for
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| As I make one decision wrong
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| It feels like I sing the same old song
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| Could you breach the maw?
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| My foot is out the door
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| I wanna break the mold
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| I’m next to parallel
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| But I still hold onto another minute
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| Waiting for what I’ve been missing
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| Where’s the hope in this?
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| It’s what I’ve come for
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| As I make one decision wrong
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| Could you breach the maw?
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| My foot is out the door
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| As I make one decision wrong
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| It feels like I sing the same old song
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| Could you breach the maw?
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| My foot is out the door
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| I wanna break the mold
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| I’m next to parallel
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| I’m next to parallel |