| Powder in your hair
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| Staples in your jeans
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| Fireworks in the water
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| You were holding
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| A styro-foam cup
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| Held between your teeth
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| Telling me how you're going to outlive your body
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| What you said I wrote it down, I wont say, I won't speak - the same
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| Maybe I know better than to read more from what's written
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| After everything, after everything.
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| Left in the sun, shivering.
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| After everything.
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| Gathering your stone
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| Talk to fill the space
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| Do you know where some soul was, when they were ---
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| The women that we see, to talk me out of everything
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| Careful what you say next, don't waste a scene, you're drunk
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| What you said I wrote it down, wont say, wont speak - the same
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| After everything, after everything.
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| Left in the sun, shivering.
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| After everything.
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| What you said I wrote it down, but wont say, wont speak - the same
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| Maybe I know better than to read more than what's there
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| After everything, after everything.
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| Left in the sun, shivering.
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| After everything. |