| I’m falling seven stories down into quicksand
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| It keeps slowly slipping under the image of Boy Wonder
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| No higher ground to move around
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| Safe and sound
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| I’ve asked around
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| For the bellman, the waiters
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| The ones that are controlling these escalators
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| Seven stories down into quicksand
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| It keeps slowly slipping under the image of Boy Wonder
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| The night asks the ground to get caught in
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| A fight by white light that’s blind light
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| We’re falling seven stories down into quicksand
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| It keeps slowly slipping under
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| Lift your head up
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| Lift your head up high
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| There’s no easy way out
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| There’s no easy way out
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| Lift your head up
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| Lift your head up high
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| There’s no easy way out
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| There’s no easy way out
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| You saw through me on the first night
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| While we danced around in neon light
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| A circle of fresh leaving tracks behind
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| As you whispered in my ear and dissapeared
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| This face is walking skeleton
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| This laugh, this writing hand of these thoughts
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| These ideas of you and me
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| And still it keeps slowly slipping under
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| Lift your head up
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| Lift your head up high
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| There’s no easy way out
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| There’s no easy way out
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| Lift your head up
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| Lift your head up high
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| There’s no easy way out
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| There’s no easy way out
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| With every little lie I’m getting closer to the meltdown in my mind
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| I’m getting closer to the things I’ve left behind
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| Getting closer to the meltdown in my mind
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| I break it down, break it down
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| I break it down, break it down
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| I break it down, break it down
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| Getting closer to the image of boy wonder
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| Lift your head up
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| Lift your head up high
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| There’s no easy way out
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| There’s no easy way out
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| Lift your head up
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| Lift your head up high
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| There’s no easy way out
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| There’s no easy way out
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| Lift your head up
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| Lift your head up high
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| There’s no easy way out
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| There’s no easy way out |