| You built it up brick by brick
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| Put your heart into this baseless myth
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| Nurtured it like a child
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| And dressed its wounds when it ran wild
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| You stopped to fix your face
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| Someone else stepped in and took your place
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| Now everything you once knew
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| Is running circles around you
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| A car door slamming in your road
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| It jolts you like a kick inside
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| A year old message on your phone
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| That catches you when you can’t hide
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| I see you in the service station sign
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| I see you in the supermarket line
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| I see you silhouetted on a wall
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| But I don’t see myself there at all
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| This vessel of Balsa wood
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| Is the fag end tail of amoeba-hood
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| The busying cast confer
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| And get their taste of the drama
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| You stare through mindless daytime shows
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| And curse yourself for growing old
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| The sterile scent of shaving foam
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| Reminds you of another world
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| I see you in the roofless sombre sky
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| I see you when the lovers stop outside
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| I see you silhouetted on a wall
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| But I don’t see myself there at all
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| I see you in the sweetness of our child
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| I see you in the supermarket aisle
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| I see you when I’m kneeling on the floor
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| But I can’t see myself anymore
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| Hard times got the upper hand
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| Stole our feeble plans
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| The faces, shot me, spin me round
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| But I won’t lie down
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| Hard times shake me to the bone
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| Face bruised, bloody nose
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| Shell shocked, crawling on the ground
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| Still I won’t lie down
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| No I won’t lie down
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| No I won’t lie down
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| I won’t lie down |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Myth, artist - Keane. Album song The Best Of Keane, in the genre Иностранный рок