| All of these walls, and all these corridors are looking all the same and I am
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| lost inside this ward, she’s in the badlands and I have come back home
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| wondering if he’ll make it in the hospital alone
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| I tend to twist my thoughts up up till I am so far down
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| All of these walls, and all these corridors are looking all the same and I am
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| lost inside this ward, she’s in the badlands and I have come back home
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| wondering if he’ll make it in the hospital alone
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| I tend to twist my thoughts up up till I am so far down
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| I watch the stars shower in the dark follow suit after we come inside
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| Push the hair out of your eyes
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| We’ll bid the dust of the cities goodnight
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| Finally there’s nothing between us but
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| The water on our skin
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| I hate the way I feel, I never thought that fear could take me back so close to
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| all the memories we hold dear, I try to sleep but I can feel the morning creep
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| and when I finally dream its of monitors and tubes
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| And they are all twisted up up up and I can’t untangle
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| I watch the stars shower in the dark follow suit after we come inside
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| Push the hair put of your eyes
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| We’ll bid the dust of the cities goodnight
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| Finally there’s nothing between us but
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| The water on our skin
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| I wake up feeling like a nursing home, I’m way to young to feel this stuck and
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| old
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| I watch the stars shower in the dark follow suit after we come inside
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| Push the hair put of your eyes
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| We’ll bid the dust of the cities goodnight
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| We’ll bid the dust of the cities goodnight
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| Finally there’s nothing between us but
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| The water on our skin
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| Dust of the cities
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| They are all twisted up
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| Looking all the same and I am lost inside this ward |