| As the tires hit the road
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| I can navigate the burning snow
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| On a phantom way
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| We’ll glide until we melt and flow
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| Frozen you have chosen to be here
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| So as the misery takes hold
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| Swallow, drink it down
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| It doesn’t seem to hurt as much
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| Until you hit the ground
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| Follow me, we’ll hide behind the sun
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| The sky is breaking through
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| The universe will fight to shine
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| Beneath the dying moon
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| We learn, we own a taste for crime
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| Broken we are spoken, come on blue
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| So as the misery takes hold
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| Swallow, drink it down
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| It doesn’t seem to hurt as much
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| Until you hit the ground
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| Follow me, we’ll hide behind the sun
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| Well nobody seems to know
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| We suffered enough
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| Need to make the pitch black hours
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| Welcome the silence inside
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| Welcome the silence inside
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| So as the misery takes hold
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| Swallow, drink it down
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| It doesn’t seem to hurt as much
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| Until you hit the ground
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| Follow me, we’ll hide behind the sun
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| Follow me, we’ll hide behind the sun
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| Follow me, we’ll hide |