| People look at us and
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| See the punk and the pull
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| But they look at us
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| Through their own prison bars
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| There’s a castle in your head
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| Try and live in it always
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| Walking steps to the sea
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| Hope you still think of me
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| Choose to live our lives this way
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| We’ll find each other someday
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| Walking steps to the sea
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| Played your record today
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| It gave me such a good buzz
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| Sing along with guitar
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| And advocate frumpy (?) love
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| The advice that you gave
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| I will treasure it always
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| The face on the wall
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| Try and look at them always
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| Walking steps to the sea
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| Wonder if you can see
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| All that you’ve done for me
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| I wanna figure it out, need to figure it out
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| But it’s all so fucked up right now
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| And I’m still waiting here
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| Like a rock in the breeze
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| Send a letter that
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| Won’t you answer please
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| Need to sort it out
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| Need to straighten my heart out
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| And the steps to the sea, hard to live
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| This feeling won’t ever leave me
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| It’s great to know that it’s there
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| A few people still care
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| My emotions are twined
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| All these steps to the sea
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| And these steps to the sea
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| It’s the dream I still need
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| That I feel all I feel
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| The shit I believe
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| And all the hope still inside me
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| It’s still inside me |