| I watched you burn every bridge
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| Then blame the smoke for your eyes burning
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| You can turn out the lights and stand real still
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| But the world keeps turning
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| And we all breakdown in the meltdown
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| Are we building it up to tear it back down
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| Or are we spinning in place?
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| Does solidarity lie in the meltdown
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| Or is it just too late?
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| I know the past has a sting
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| But here’s the thing, you can’t replace it
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| So just know, I’ll either make amends or I will raise the dead
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| And to me, it’s all the same
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| And we all breakdown in the meltdown
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| Are we building it up to tear it back down
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| Or are we spinning in place?
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| Does solidarity lie in the meltdown
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| Or is it just too late?
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| And we all breakdown in the meltdown
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| And to me, it’s all the same, oh
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| And to me, it’s all the same
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| Are we building it up to tear it back down?
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| To tear it back down?
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| To tear it back down?
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| Are we building it up to tear it back down
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| Or are we spinning in place?
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| Does solidarity lie in the meltdown
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| Or is it just too late?
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| (It's all the same)
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| Just too late?
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| (It's all the same)
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| Is it just too late?
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| (And we all breakdown in the meltdown) |