| The water rises up and I’m gonna drown
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| Into imperfection, my battleground
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| Gotta pick up the pieces I left behind my back and
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| Write another story
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| Gotta wonder if anybody of us can last
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| Or wait for a new dawn
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| Now I can see this is where I belong
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| Is it okay that I won’t ever be gone?
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| Maybe we don’t realize we are cursed
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| No contradictions, in the end it’ll be worse
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| You won’t ever get me by cutting paper thin
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| I really don’t care, it’s just your play-pretend
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| Now I can see this is where I belong
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| But where do I belong?
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| Bright golden gleams shine from her hair
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| More pictures slide, here comes the attack
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| Gotta pick up the pieces I left behind my back and
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| Write another story
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| Gotta wonder if anybody of us can last
|
| Or wait for a new dawn
|
| Now I can see this is where I belong
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| Is it okay that I won’t ever be gone?
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| Maybe we don’t realize we’re cursed
|
| No contradictions, in the end it’ll be worse
|
| You won’t ever get me by cutting paper thin
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| I really don’t care, it’s just your play-pretend
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| Now I can see this is where I belong
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| But where do I belong?
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| We can sing to the rhythm of the music
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| Dance this place away
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| If it’s love to make this real torture easy
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| Let’s kiss the night away
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| Now I can see this is where I belong
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| Is it okay that I won’t ever be gone?
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| Maybe we don’t realize we’re cursed
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| No contradictions, in the end it’ll be worse
|
| You won’t ever get me by cutting paper thin
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| I really don’t care, it’s just your play-pretend
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| Now I can see this is where I belong
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| But where do I belong? |