| The sound of television creeping through the halls
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| Left in the wild like a tree pulled from the dirt
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| You fill the sky with burning arrows from your heart
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| Throw your bottles out to sea and watch them float away
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| Tell me of the world you’re leaving
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| While you’re swinging like a wrecking ball
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| You bury all your love in secrets
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| And loneliness in alcohol
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| Hide your diamonds in the dirt in careful rows
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| Let your doubt unravel all their, all their pretty bows
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| ‘Cause your heart is broken by the things you love
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| And your light, it carries but it’s not enough to change the weather
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| Tell me of the world you’re leaving
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| While you’re swinging like a wrecking ball
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| Bury all your love in secrets
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| And loneliness in alcohol
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| You get buried under all these lines, all this light, all these lies
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| You get buried under all these lines, all this light, all the time
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| Tell me of the world you’re leaving
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| While you’re swinging like a wrecking ball
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| Bury all your love in secrets
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| And loneliness in alcohol
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| Tell me of the world you’re leaving
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| While you’re swinging like a wrecking ball
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| Bury all your love in secrets
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| And loneliness in alcohol |