| Out on Devoe and Humboldt
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| I escape myself
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| Been flying all night
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| A legend or a fool?
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| Can’t I be both?
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| Your voice is breaking up
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| Manslaughter to the vibe
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| Think I hear what you’re saying
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| Think I need a drink
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| I’m keeping it together but you don’t know the half of it
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| It’s starting to show
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| I’m not on top of this
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| No, you can’t run away from this hell you’re in
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| There’s no place you can go now and start again
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| Hiding bottles in the cold blue light
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| As you wander around your apartment
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| You’re wondering where your forevers went
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| Hiding bottles in the cold blue light
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| Neither devout nor humble, just a solipsistic kind
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| You’re choking on a principle but I don’t share all you mythologise
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| Think I hear what you’re saying
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| Think I need a drink
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| Yeah I’m keeping it together but you don’t know the half of it
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| It’s starting to show
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| No, I’m not on top of this
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| No, you can’t run away from this hell you’re in
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| There’s no place you can go now and start again
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| Hiding bottles in the cold blue light
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| As you wander around your apartment
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| You’re wondering where your forevers went
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| Hiding bottles in the cold blue light
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| So now you’re cutting me loose?
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| All I am is all that I gave to you
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| Now you’re hurtling towards that light
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| All I am is all that I gave to you
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| All that I gave to you
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| All that I gave to you
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| No, you can’t run away from this hell you’re in
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| There’s no place you can go now and start again
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| Hiding bottles in the cold blue light
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| As you wander around your apartment
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| You’re wondering where your forevers went
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| Hiding bottles in the cold blue light |