| You suffocate
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| Because you need a place in me
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| You hold me back
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| I can’t define your suffering
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| You’re on the defense in the deep end
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| And you’re sinking, got no self control
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| Try a little bit, just a little bit
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| Hold your breath now
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| Here we go again
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| One more night we’re seeing stars
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| And believe that our time
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| Is moving on broad weeks
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| Trying hard to think
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| But nothing here is real
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| One by one we’re passing days into nights
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| And our lives keep passing by
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| And we, we’re taking this alone
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| Because what else can we do?
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| So our days
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| Are all wrapped inside our dreams
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| They hold us back
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| So we can’t define quite anything
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| Now we’re on the defense in the deep end
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| And I’m sinking, got no self control
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| Try a little bit, just a little bit
|
| Hold my breath now
|
| Here I go
|
| One more night we’re seeing stars
|
| And believe that our time
|
| Is moving on broad weeks
|
| Trying hard to think
|
| But nothing here is real
|
| One by one we’re passing days into nights
|
| And our lives keep passing by
|
| And we, we’re taking this alone
|
| Because what else can we do?
|
| Here we go again
|
| One more night we’re seeing stars
|
| And believe that our time
|
| Is moving on broad weeks
|
| Trying hard to think
|
| But nothing here is real
|
| One by one we’re passing days into nights
|
| And our lives keep passing by
|
| And we, we’re taking this alone
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| Because what else can we do? |