| I’ve been so empty on this road
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| Tired of walking on my own
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| While I feel like everything’s so wrong
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| I keep on writing these sad songs
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| With me up in a morning with something new
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| Cause I feel like drowning in these ruins
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| Feeling like blue lips
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| Thinking like cool head
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| And I’m going trought it
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| I’m sipping on hopeless, hopeless
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| Always left open, open
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| Never gone close it, close it
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| Screaming all livin' emotions
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| Thinking that God will help
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| There ain’t gonna be no salvage
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| Swimming in hopeless ocean
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| Always left open, open
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| Always left open, open
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| Make me a new family in the damp
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| Holding on to slippery hands
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| When I’m here’s like everything’s so woah
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| Shalter myself from this time
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| You see I’ve tried the Earth for end too lone
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| Now I can sing my new song
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| Feeling like blue lips
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| Thinking like cool head
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| And I’m going trought it
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| I’m sipping on hopeless, hopeless
|
| Always left open, open
|
| Never gone close it, close it
|
| Screaming all livin' emotions
|
| Thinking that God will help
|
| There ain’t gonna be no salvage
|
| Swimming in hopeless ocean
|
| Always left open, open
|
| Sipping on hopeless, hopeless
|
| Always left open, open
|
| Never gone close it, close it
|
| Screaming all livin' emotions
|
| Thinking that God will help
|
| There ain’t gonna be no salvage
|
| Swimming in hopeless ocean
|
| Always left open, open
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| Always left open, open |