| You were the last thing I saw when
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| I dropped out of sight
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| For the first time in ages completely alive
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| These three A.M. |
| stars
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| They got me to crawl back
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| I should’ve never left
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| Slowly replacing the years you spent chasing these fears
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| Now faced here with all that you could have been
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| Drown in neon and smoke
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| It’s killing us slowly
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| There had to be something
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| There had to be someone
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| We stared at the headlights
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| Is this what we’ve become?
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| I guess something much bigger than life is holding you down
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| I bet now that you’re older you’re lying
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| He was the last thing you saw when the sedative hit
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| For the last time you just couldn’t deal with it
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| Under three A.M. |
| stars
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| Convinced you to come back
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| There had to be something
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| There had to be someone
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| We stared at the headlights
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| Is this what we’ve become?
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| I guess something much bigger than life is holding you down
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| I bet now that you’re older this lie is nailing you into the ground
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| Into the ground
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| Your fears they grew into a mountain
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| Where you’re freezing alone at the top
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| Still I’ll wait everyday at the bottom
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| Just to catch you the second you drop
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| I guess something much bigger than life is holding you down
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| I bet now that you’re older you’re lying
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| I guess something much bigger than life is holding you down
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| I bet now that you’re older this lie is nailing you into the ground
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| Into the ground
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| Into the ground |