| You’ve only been there a year
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| Can’t imagine Catalina gone
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| You can see the flames from the ballroom
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| Coming down Avalon
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| Another tear to salt the butter on our daily bread
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| These prayers are meant to bring you back
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| Dancing through the fires of the dead
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| Bring you back upon the rocks
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| Where the waves break, out on the beach
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| Where the hearts ache into the tall grass
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| Like a black snake, down the main street
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| Oh no, copy paste again, I’m always on the run forever
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| Down the main street, down the main street
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| You are an earthquake, you’re an earthquake
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| Another tear to salt the butter on our daily bread
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| These prayers are meant to bring you back
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| Dancing through the fires of the dead
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| Down the main street, down the main street
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| You are an earthquake, you’re an earthquake
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| Down the main street, down the main street
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| You are an earthquake, you’re an earthquake |