| Walking under weather’s morning fault
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| My disaster is holding yours
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| But there is something
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| I know you feel it too
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| It’s undivided by left and right, and black, and white
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| Distressed and less defined for now
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| Inside you were rushing to wrong truth
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| Perfect time to feed the rules
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| Tomorrow’s peek will come, so what?
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| Inside I am rushing to wrong truth
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| Why can we just stay here now?
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| Walking under weather’s morning fault
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| My disaster is holding yours
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| Distressed and less defined for now
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| Inside you were rushing to wrong truth
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| Perfect time to feed the rules
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| Tomorrow’s peek will come, so what?
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| Inside I am rushing to wrong truth
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| Why can we just stay?
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| Morning breeze just came
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| So anticipated
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| Yellow fills the gray
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| Feel the gravity upside down
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| Distressed and less defined for now
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| It’s time to feed the rules
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| Tomorrow’s peek will come, so what?
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| What are we waiting for?
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| Let’s just walk through lies for now
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| And rise from time to time
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| Let’s just walk through lies for now, and rise from time to time |