| And when the seasons get you down
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| I’ll come running to tuck you in
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| Out the window looks like all of the colors
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| All of them melting down
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| Heat escaping barely keeps you awake
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| Shivering in your clothes
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| Frosted glass is cracking into the shapes
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| You try to forget you know
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| You always seem to call when nothing is on, proceed to memory
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| You always seem to track the thread before the information is in
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| You’re awfully calm, is all
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| You’re awfully calm, is all
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| And when the seasons get you down
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| I’ll come running to tuck you in
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| And out the window looks like all of the colors
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| All of them melting down
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| The heat escaping barely keeps you awake
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| Shivering in your clothes
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| The frosted glass is cracking into the shapes
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| You try to forget you know
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| (Water! Fire! Rain! Inhale!)
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| And soon all you’ll have is the memory
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| (Water! Fire! Rain! Inhale!)
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| And then you won’t even have that memory
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| Come out of there
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| We have just one night
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| Crack this tomb while everybody’s sleeping
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| Come out of there
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| We got just one chance
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| If we lose out, no one is the weakest |