| I glance back over my shoulders
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| The path that I have trailed just caught me sober
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| I’ve been infected by disorders, obsessed by details
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| If I could retrace my tracks, fill in the cracks
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| Put the wind back in my sails
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| I could get lost in my own thoughts
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| Straight beast, defending faults
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| My line is being warped
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| I don’t think the same things anymore
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| We all grow old, forget about these dreams we used to roam
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| We get caught up in the rush for the gold
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| (Wake up away from home)
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| We all grow old, forget about these dreams we used to love
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| We get caught up in the rush for the gold
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| (Wake up away from…)
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| Conversation grips me like it never did before
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| A constant adversary to the aching in my jaws
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| (Achin' in my…)
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| Someone please explain how the winds become unchained
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| My tank is feeling drained, I’m making friends with enemies
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| We all grow old, forget about these dreams we used to roam
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| We get caught up in the rush for the gold
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| (Wake up away from home)
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| We all grow old, forget about these dreams we used to love
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| We get caught up in the rush for the gold
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| (Take all to wake up)
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| I take myself back to what makes?
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| (Take all) Take all that the? |
| that I misused
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| Set my own values, a feeling I can’t let go
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| (Take all) Take all that the? |
| that I misused
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| Atoning descent, we used the world like we were gods
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| We were so ignorant
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| Never thought it would go to this
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| We all grow old, forget about these dreams we used to roam
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| We get caught up in the rush for the gold
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| (Take all to wake up)
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| We all grow old, forget about these dreams we used to love
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| We get caught up in the rush for the gold
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| (Take all to wake up) |