| Everyone’s too tired, no one comes around to watch you play
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| You feel you’re being lost, you feel you’re being helpless in any way
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| Go take another round, shake your head and bounce, get off some weight
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| Lines you shouldn’t cross whenever you get lost you’ll find your way
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| And there are lines you should not cross
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| You tried to bail the loss, you tried to bail the loss
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| You walk behind, to change your mind
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| You draw the line, to pass this bad
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| To find some time
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| You feel you’re being lost, you feel you’re being helpless in any way
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| You hear there is no sound when no one else around, the price we pay
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| The lines you shouldn’t cross whenever you get lost, you find your way
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| And there are lines you should not cross
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| You tried to bail the loss, you tried to bail the loss
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| You walk behind, to change your mind
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| You draw the line, to pass this bad
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| To find some time, to let it dry
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| You walk behind, to change your mind
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| You draw the line, to pass this bad
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| To find some time, to let it dry
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| And you feel you’re being lost, you feel you’re being lost in any way
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| You walk behind, to change your mind
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| You draw the line, to pass this bad
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| To find some time to let it dry
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| You walk behind, to change your mind
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| You draw the line, to pass this bad
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| To find some time |