Have your dreams fallen into the water?
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Never mind, you'll get used to it honey
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You are the property of this sinking ship
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What do you say, I can't love instead
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I can't give my heart to anyone else
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But you did.
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You are the property of this sinking ship
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You wouldn't be easily fooled by anyone
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I also couldn't tell my troubles when you left
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Even if you're a girl, you know I was always introverted
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I'm locked in this room where you're uncomfortable
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Is there any savior? |
I mean, life goes by.
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Come see, the heart of this wood is now coal
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Nausea is what they call love
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I have a grudge that I lost myself
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Everyone knows about me except me.
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A few pictures left bury me with them
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As I look at the walls, I look for old traces
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The glass does not console, the trouble is relieved by lies
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What doctors have I seen; they always write pills
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Actually, I was strong, I didn't burn this house
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Roads in between, foreign arms, hard years.
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They call me "crazy", I would say, huge.
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Have your dreams fallen into the water?
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Never mind, you'll get used to it honey
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You are the property of this sinking ship
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What do you say, I can't love instead
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I can't give my heart to anyone else
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But you did.
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You are the property of this sinking ship
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I'm cut out for pain, I don't understand words
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Forgive me, I don't understand forgiveness either
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Take your love inside and bury it
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Just stop, I think you die for yourself
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My cigarette burns, I forget it goes out
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Sometimes words of consolation
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I learned not to lose by losing
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Now I'm very generous in deleting people
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Life doesn't laugh, it cries, I oiled my gun
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I'll aim at your heart and shoot you too
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Go about your business, go away
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Or do one last favor, give me a match
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Let me burn this house, we are born with ashes
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Has anyone asked? |
my skin; |
Our prayers are with you
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I'm down, I'm tired.
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But you survive, survive.
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Have your dreams fallen into the water?
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Never mind, you'll get used to it honey
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You are the property of this sinking ship
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What do you say, I can't love instead
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I can't give my heart to anyone else
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But you did.
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You are the property of this sinking ship |