| Take back the instant
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| When you brushed him off your shirt
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| You tried to drag him to the trash
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| You tried to trade him in for cash
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| Take back the instant
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| When you blew him off your path
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| With a kiss reading 20 below zero
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| Tomorrow is a no-go, a no-go
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| Cold, cold moment
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| When the first doubt shot through your head
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| A black ink drip running through your veins
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| Start hello to drift bringing you sleep pain
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| Pregnant seconds
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| Dripping through the hour-glass
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| When the lure of men who would be kings
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| Made you lose the man who was wearing you ring
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| He didn’t match your luscious thoughts tonight
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| You couldn’t look him in the eye
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| Awkward is the embrace when it’s not tight, not tight
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| And so the jewel you once both had is left crumpled
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| Like a collapsed lung
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| When all you had to do was hang out in the sun
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| Hang out in the sun
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| Sir, you feel so dignified
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| Your watch is very ornate
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| But you were just born in the right place
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| Just born into the right race
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| You’re climbing Mount Everest now
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| Granting wishes from above
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| Favors are yours to give
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| Lies are yours to live
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| Take Back The Instants
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| That lead you to believe
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| That the earth shakes ‘cuz you’re not happy
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| And the sun rises ‘cuz you’re not sleepy
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| You got the loudest parade in town
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| Clowns, assassins, and crooks
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| You got ladies in see-through gowns
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| Reading extracts from your books
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| Beggars are trailing at the back
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| They’re waving from the cardboard float
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| You’re thinking that from up close
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| Statistics can be such a drag
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| Your cup is full now
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| Blood is the color of this wine
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| And it’s dripping from the ceiling
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| And it’s making the chandeliers ring
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| And the instant the ballroom overflows
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| Your thrones turn into your gallows |