| I could take a trip to you
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| Catch a plane and enjoy the view
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| As it plummets into solid ground
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| And as it hits I lose my shoe
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| And it lands about ten feet away
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| From where the plane lays in decay
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| As I crawl across the bloody floor
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| With broken legs I head to shore
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| As the night fills the sky
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| All my fears are dissipating
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| 'Cause I feel reassured
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| That I might make it through
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| And if all my luck should burn
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| Then I guess it burned for you
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| I spread myself across the sand
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| Try my best to play pretend
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| I’m away on holiday
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| Just on a trip to get away
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| As the sun cracks the sky
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| All my fears are dissipating
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| And I feel reassured
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| That I might make it through
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| And if all my luck should burn
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| Then I guess it burned for you
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| And I see what looks like you
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| Digging into me
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| I can feel the honesty
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| In every bite
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| I’m already torn to shreds
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| So what difference could I make?
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| I’m already torn to shreds
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| So what difference does it make?
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| I’m already torn to shreds
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| So what difference could I make? |