| I connect the patches
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| Calculate the risk
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| Cannot see a pattern
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| Letting go of this
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| Lean on nobody’s shoulder
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| Rip it all into bits
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| Ooh-ooh
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| Summer never ended, the damage was all mine
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| Nobody’s really dancing
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| Systematic joy
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| Synthetical substances
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| Breaking through the noise
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| Embracing facts, I let the drops from my chin
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| Linger and overflow this rising brook
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| Summer never ended, the damage was all mine
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| Melodies discolouring, my dreams were a lifeline
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| Flickering of fragments almost painting an outline
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| Gone in lucid dreaming and I can’t find my way back
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| Summer never ended though I heard the warning
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| Words that I intended for you strangely dissolving
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| Lost under a name that nobody’s recalling
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| Nothing ever vanishes, I’m always returning
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| Summer never ended, destruction was all mine
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| Raise one hand to speak, the other covering my mouth
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| Turn your heads and look away, discredit this landslide
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| Nothing ever goes away you know I will come back
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| Ooh…
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| (Summer never ended, the damage was all mine
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| Melodies discolouring, my dreams were a lifeline
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| Flickering of fragments almost painting an outline
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| Gone in lucid dreaming and I can’t find my way back)
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| Nobody’s really dancing
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| Systematic joy
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| Synthetical substances
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| Breaking through the noise
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| So it’s all periodic
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| Maybe absolute
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| They can claim the rights to
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| My exploited truth
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| Intentions scattering like hymns in the meadows
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| A hazy dissonant rhyming excuse
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| Summer never ended, the damage was all mine |