| You’re living in a house of glass
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| There’s no place left you can hide
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| You’re running from the sea and the crash
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| Where everything beautiful died
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| Said
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| All of the money, the money in the world
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| Won’t bring you back your reason
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| Won’t bring you back your world
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| You’re living in a house of cards
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| You’re waiting for the weather to turn
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| I don’t know how you made it this far
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| And now I feel my bridges have burned
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| Said
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| All of the money, the money in the world
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| Won’t bring you back your reason
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| Won’t bring you back your world
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| You waited till the last resort
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| To mix some of the truth with the lying
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| You’re waiting for the damage report
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| It’s there in the smoke without frying
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| Said
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| All of the money, the money in the world
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| Won’t bring you back your reason
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| Won’t bring you back your world |