| Crescent moon, left in my drive
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| All too soon, you made your point
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| Keeping off the radar, how does that make you feel?
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| Something to rely on
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| Something to get high on
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| I don’t want to beg or steal, I don’t want to borrow hearts
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| I just want to make it real
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| Something to rely on
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| The making of a mystery, wishing on a falling star
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| I don’t want to let this sadness rule my heart
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| Keeping it clean, through all the things you wanted me to be
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| Out of touch, with all the rumors I keep hearing of you
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| Keeping off the radar, how does that make you feel?
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| Something to rely on
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| Something to get high on
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| I don’t want to beg or steal, I don’t want to borrow hearts
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| I just want to make it real
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| Something to rely on
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| The making of a mystery, wishing on a falling star
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| I don’t want to let this sadness rule my heart
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| Your actions from the start
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| In spite of me insightfully inviting me to fall apart
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| All aboard the guilt train
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| Last call before we leave
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| Last call before we learn to love
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| The lost before we leave
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| You’re all that I wanted
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| All that I need
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| You’re all that I wanted
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| You’re all that I need
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| I don’t want to beg or steal, I don’t want to borrow hearts
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| I just want to make it real
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| Something to rely on
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| The making of a mystery, wishing on a falling star
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| I don’t want to let this sadness rule my heart
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| Your actions from the start
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| In spite of me insightfully inviting me to fall apart |