| Thick air, silence
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| He knows there’s something wrong
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| He turns the radio on
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| He needs an answer
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| To calm him down
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| Inside he knows the truth
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| But he’d rather look confused
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| He can’t submit
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| He’s stronger than this
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| There must be something he can do
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| Could it be that I miss you?
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| Drop your hands, let it come
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| Leave the ocean, it will stay
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| Break the silence with a gun
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| Watch your gray skies fade away
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| Panic rising
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| Something must be done
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| He wanders the room
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| Despising the truth
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| Trying to take it on
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| Could it be that I miss you?
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| Could it be that you’re gone?
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| Drop your hands, let it come
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| Leave the ocean, it will stay
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| Break the silence with a gun
|
| Watch your gray skies fade away
|
| Drop your hands, let it come
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| Leave the ocean, it will stay
|
| Break the silence with a gun
|
| Watch your gray skies fade away
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| Could it be that I miss you?
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| Could it be that you’re gone?
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| Could it be that I need you?
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| I can’t wait that long!
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| Drop your hands, let it come
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| Leave the ocean, it will stay
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| Break the silence with a gun
|
| Watch your gray skies fade away
|
| Drop your hands, let it come
|
| Leave the ocean, it will stay
|
| Break the silence with a gun
|
| Watch your gray skies fade away
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| I can’t wait!
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| I can’t wait!
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| I can’t wait!
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| I can’t wait!
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| I can’t wait that long! |