| And I can follow footsteps
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| Can drive far enough to see the light of day
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| Blame yourself for all the silence
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| For all the guilty ones I’ve seen escape
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| I so much fun this time around
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| I can feel the life into you
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| I’ve been molesting yo mind
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| So tell me what I should do
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| My God, you know that I’m gone
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| Until we are at the trail
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| I just keep seeing us running under it all
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| Under it all
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| So open up your eyes, nobody else can see us
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| The tragic hours waste in space, to appease the jury
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| Somebody has to deal the chance to
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| Get nowhere, for all the selfish ones that feed in our face
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| I so much fun this time around
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| I can feel the life into you
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| I’ve been molesting yo mind
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| So tell me what I should do
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| My God, you know that I’m gone
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| Until we are at the trail
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| I just keep seeing us running under it all
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| Under it all |