| The storm, no sign of letting up
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| And it’s been hovering for weeks
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| The wind is almost strong enough
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| To take my home from under me
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| It’s been six months to the day
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| Since I stopped receiving signals from Earth but hey
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| You were nothing but a loser there, anyway
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| It’s a-okay
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| (C'mon and let me out)
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| I’m struggling, not in between
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| It’s sorta on the border of
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| It’s just that people seem to love me best
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| When I’m a mess
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| It’s been way too long since we talked about this stuff
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| How the stars and the sun they revolve around us and
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| Nothing we do really matters that much
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| Because nothing we do will ever be enough
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| Six months to the day
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| Since I stopped receiving signals from Earth but hey
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| You were nothing but a loser there anyway
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| It’s a-okay |