| You can’t outrun what you’ve done to yourself or anyone
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| And all the things that you’ve seen they’re real but they’re dreams
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| Promises were made and broken
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| Promises were made when you were holding
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| Promises made by you
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| When will I see you?
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| Promises were made and broken
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| Promises were made when you were holding
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| Promises made by you
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| When will I see you?
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| Went to the edge to find your center
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| And now you’ve got the kind of weather you like
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| Ocean air away from anyone that’s ever cared
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| And there you are you’re the star in heavens eye
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| Malibu’s holding you tonight
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| You can’t outrun what you feel all that’s left is to heal
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| And all the stones that you throw at yourself’s a low blow
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| Promises were made and broken
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| Promises were made when you were holding
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| Promises made by you
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| When will I see you?
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| Promises were made and broken
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| Promises were made when you were holding
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| Promises made by you
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| When will I see you?
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| Went to the edge to find your center
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| And now you’ve got the kind of weather you like
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| Ocean air away from anyone that’s ever cared
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| And there you are you’re the star in heavens eye
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| Malibu’s holding you tonight |