| I bottomed out beneath the bridge,
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| a metropolitan entrance.
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| Been at it for a while.
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| This place is like an animal,
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| I’m leaving for the water,
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| it’s time that,
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| I go back.
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| To a place I should have been born,
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| It’s not so far away.
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| But I shake, like a paiting on the sea,
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| a leaf in a trees.
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| Have I made myself clear?
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| You’re in the corner of my brain,
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| I’ve seen the line go slack.
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| If I’ve always been this way,
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| then I own up to it,
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| and I’m still sorry that I…
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| I shake, like a painting on the sea,
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| a leaf in the trees.
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| There’s something to be said,
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| so if I can just sit here.
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| There’s something to be said,
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| so if I can just sit here…
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| I’ll find the words to break in,
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| I’ll break beneath the surface.
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| See bad blood that’s settled.
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| Like dawn on the sea,
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| you mean everything to me.
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| Like dawn on the sea,
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| you mean everything to me.
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| Like dawn on the sea,
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| you mean everything to me. |