| As we spin around in circles laughing only seeing the planets painted on walls
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| As you look upon them you realize
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| There’s no need to pretend these people can make you feel happy again
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| We’re still at the age, driving feels like flying
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| I never knew I could feel so free by the pavement
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| But the only thing that we have in common is a fear
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| Sitting and crying in the cold
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| The stars reflect my tears
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| Thinking about that night when you took me out
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| Painted these streets and called them dreams
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| We were high but we’re coming down
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| My loves tried to escape from my mouth
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| I am petrified as you look in my eyes
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| Am I lying? |
| Or am I just confused?
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| Is this what it feels like to be used?
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| But the only thing that we have in common is a fear
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| Sitting and crying in the cold
|
| The stars reflect my tears
|
| Thinking about that night when you took me out
|
| Painted these streets and called them dreams
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| We were high but we’re coming down
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| Oh, oh
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| Oh, oh
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| But the only thing that we have in common is love
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| It’s so unclear
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| I don’t remember and you don’t care
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| Then why are we still here
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| There’s so much talk on which way to go
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| A single step has never felt so impossible
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| So impossible
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| As we spin around in circles laughing only seeing the planets painted on walls
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| As you look upon them you realize
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| There’s no need to pretend these people can make you feel happy again |