| It’s spreading from my lungs
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| Our lips have come undone
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| And you say it’s nothing
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| To discuss like eagles
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| And I’m floating face-down
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| No sense makes sense to me at all
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| But your expression says it all
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| No sense makes sense to me at all
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| It’s spreading to my tongue
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| Insert your own joke here
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| Quick, unstitch my eyes
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| Before they stick together
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| And you say it’s nothing to discuss like eagles
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| And I’m floating face-down
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| No sense makes sense to me at all
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| But your expression says it all
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| No sense makes sense to me at all
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| Bet that you said you’d never
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| But you keep what you hold
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| The chase is everything
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| And what I want to say
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| I’m taking it back, taking it back from your history
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| The chase is everything
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| Anyone can see
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| Release the volume of our history |