| Crossing the field that leads to the cliff
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| Crossing yourself, you’re running from them
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| Fall down to the ocean, fall down through the breeze
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| Drifting below, you are weightless and free
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| And where is the girl that once lived in you
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| Bruised by her memory and bruised by the truth
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| Do you see how they ruined your mind?
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| Do you see how they wasted your life?
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| Can you feel anything, are there hands on your skin?
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| And where are you now, are you still trying to breath?
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| Reasons won’t come, and no one will regret…
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| Reasons won’t come, and no one will regret…
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| Reasons won’t come, and no one will regret…
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| Reasons won’t come, and no one will regret…
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| That you’re gone |