| Any way that the cold wind blows
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| I’ll go 'cause you ruined my home
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| Be leaving and I won’t look back
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| Follow my life, I can’t save my past
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| Any way that the cold wind blows
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| I’ll go 'cause you ruined my home
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| Be leaving and I won’t look back
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| Follow my life, I can’t save my past
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| First love, who was your first love?
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| And I ain’t talking about your first crush
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| I’m referring to the first one that make you wanna curl up
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| Or get you worked up enough to try to burn the world up
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| And I don’t care about your regrets
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| You can keep those secrets to death
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| I don’t need to know what you speak underneath each breath
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| But we learning how to read what’s in between the text
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| And when you feel like enough was felt
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| If you ain’t tryin' to eat another helping of hell
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| That’s when you tell farewell to that well you fell down
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| Fall out the frame, take care of yourself now
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| It’s no thang, come out of the cold rain
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| Make giant steps, gotta catch the cold train
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| Everybody wishin' on some better days
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| Don’t let the storm door hit ya, and don’t ever change
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| Any way that the cold wind blows
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| I’ll go 'cause you ruined my home
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| Be leaving and I won’t look back
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| Follow my life, I can’t save my past
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| Any way that the cold wind blows
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| I’ll go 'cause you ruined my home
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| Be leaving and I won’t look back
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| Follow my life, I can’t save my past
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| Second guess your own instinct
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| Probably best to just listen and think
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| And don’t expect anything less than the kitchen sink
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| It feel like you’re still trying to lead a horse to drink
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| And I don’t dig dramatic
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| But it was signal static when the thunder struck
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| It doesn’t matter how much clean the vulture up
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| It never look like a dove, you still gave it your blood
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| And that’s love, I never hated your guts
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| I never even understood where that phrase was from
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| But why would you believe that I could trust your touch
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| If you would never make me wanna sleep in my truck
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| It’s more than a drug
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| It’s more than any liquor you could pour from a jug
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| Trying to find a little bit of normal on the bus with the windows cracked
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| It’s why we don’t look back, it’s like we won’t be back, right?
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| Any way that the cold wind blows
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| I’ll go 'cause you ruined my home
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| Be leaving and I won’t look back
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| Follow my life, I can’t save my past
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| Any way that the cold wind blows
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| I’ll go 'cause you ruined my home
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| Be leaving and I won’t look back
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| Follow my life, I can’t save my past
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| Third time’s a charm, you’ve heard that before
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| Display the scar, you’ve earned that at war
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| Turnt on alarm, a guard at the door
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| But ripped out the heart, was par for the course
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| But if the furnace doesn’t burn at the core
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| Maybe your purpose ain’t to learn anymore
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| Dinosaur can’t soar if he trying to snore
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| And ain’t nobody leaving with a perfect score on the board
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| But we never got bored of the wind
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| The memory of how it tore through the skin
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| By the end of the week it’s gonna weaken
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| Pinned in between depend and discipline
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| Can’t nobody judge but we can pretend
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| We got it all figured out, no questions left
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| When the truth is we never even move one step
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| Just do it all over again and again and again
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| Any way that the cold wind blows
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| I’ll go 'cause you ruined my home
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| Be leaving and I won’t look back
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| Follow my life, I can’t save my past
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| Any way that the cold wind blows
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| I’ll go 'cause you ruined my home
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| Be leaving and I won’t look back
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| Follow my life, I can’t save my past
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| Any way that the cold wind blows
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| I’ll go 'cause you ruined my home
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| Be leaving and I won’t look back
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| Follow my life, I can’t save my past
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| Any way that the cold wind blows
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| I’ll go 'cause you ruined my home
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| Be leaving and I won’t look back
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| Follow my life, I can’t save my past |