| You’ve got your fathers eyes, a trait I’d rather hide
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| with all the master locks and keys, still haunting poor disfigured me.
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| She likes to watch the weather, while drunk on pharmaceuticals.
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| Could this be the one we’re waiting for?
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| Tucked under your thumb, forever more.
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| Don’t you fear the maelstrom?
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| My body cannot heal if no ones gonna tell us we’re getting better.
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| All you sound the same, you all sound the same!
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| We fake the news report in stormy weather.
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| Captain spent the night burning fevers in the sand,
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| with the good lord in his temple, and a body in a bag.
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| He says we can’t stay here forever with needles slowing down our stride,
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| We ask for nothing but some peace of mind to dress our wounds and say good
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| night.
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| Don’t you fear the maelstrom?
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| My body cannot heal if no ones gonna tell us we’re getting better.
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| All you sound the same, you all sound the same!
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| We break the news report in stormy weather.
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| We wish to collect all the sweetness you possess, and we wanna go home,
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| we wanna go home.
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| We wish to invest all our love into your debt, we wanna go home,
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| we wanna go home.
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| I say to myself, what could be worse than this? |
| if we end up alone,
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| if we end up alone.
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| Well I said to myself, what could be worse than this? |
| if we end up alone,
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| if we end up alone. |