| If the night could tell you
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| Is it best to leave it or save you?
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| He’s a cursed region
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| Is it best to leave it or save you?
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| Now it’s starting
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| Raised up for that mighty touch
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| You’re boring
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| Ashamed of how you feel about another
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| Lost everything out there that night
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| It’s alright to tell us what you feel
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| Through a storm of feathers
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| Will you fall instead or charge the season?
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| And the best appears through
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| Will the best appear through all his demons?
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| Now it’s starting
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| Raised up for that mighty touch
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| You’re boring
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| Ashamed of how you feel about another
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| Lost everything out there that night
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| It’s alright to tell us what you feel
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| He talks on, he looks down in the ground because he’s hearing it
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| He walks alone, he tries to figure out just why he’s hearing it
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| He sits down, he pours a drink and frowns because now he’s fearing it
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| He stands up, he tries to make the best of it all
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| Yes, he stands up, he tries to make the best of it all
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| Now it’s starting
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| Raised up for that mighty touch
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| You’re boring
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| Ashamed of how you feel about another
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| Lost everything out there that night
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| It’s alright to tell us what you feel |