| We escape from the house
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| As the day disappears from the sky
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| Into night we became what we wanted to be
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| Like a dream or a ghost
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| I collapse out of turn
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| Near a house lying still in the grass
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| And felt the heat from the ground rising up to contract
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| And expand like a breath
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| We leave from that place soaked with sweat
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| And the poison we drank
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| Fill the bathtub with ice and hope this fever will break
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| Like a heart, easily
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| But I do not recall all the words that were formed
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| On those wire lips as they greeted me
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| A promise was made without thought as the temperature climbed
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| And I started to sink like the moon tends to do
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| If you stare at it so long
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| Then you blink and it’s gone
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| And we crawl to our sleep with the dawn
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| Take it back
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| And isn’t it the same mistake?
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| And isn’t it the same mistake?
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| And isn’t it the same mistake?
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| There’s not much you can escape
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| And isn’t it the same?
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| We awake in the light
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| Feeling hollow and selfishly warm
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| Close the blinds and retreat until what’s burning is gone
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| And its light is away
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| Then we’re back in the dark
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| Chasing nothing through backyards and trees
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| You ripped your shirt on a fence
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| But it didn’t get me
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| Yeah, it’s fear, it makes you slow
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| And these creatures look crooked
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| Their shadows cut lines through my face
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| And the concrete is fire where my bare feet are placed
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| In a line next to yours
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| And I guess I’m not sure if it’s fear that was born
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| As those awful eyes laid their claim on us
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| I put my hands on the fence
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| Said your name and I started to climb |