| I’ll wade out and wait out
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| And sink to the lake bed
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| Because I’m down to drown and drown it out
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| The feelings of desperation
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| Let the liquid explore my lungs
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| Fill up and expand the chest
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| This is my only time to rest
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| It’s all so poetic
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| Yet we’re all leaving
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| So why are we grieving?
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| Invite me to stay
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| This is the only road that seems worth taking
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| I’ve never felt this shade of grey
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| Invite me to stay
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| This is the only road that seems worth taking
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| I’ve never felt this shade of grey
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| I’ll taste the breeze in passing
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| And force my way to the rocks
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| The stones are my canvas
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| I hear her calling me home, yeah
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| I hear her calling, take me away
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| Because I’m just that kind of swine
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| Invite me
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| Invite me to stay
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| This is the only road that seems worth taking
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| I’ve never felt this shade of grey
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| Invite me to stay
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| This is the only road that seems worth taking
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| I’ve never felt this shade of grey
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| Invite me to stay
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| This is the only road that seems worth taking
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| I’ve never felt this shade of grey
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| Invite me to stay
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| This is the only road that seems worth taking
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| I’ve never felt this shade of grey
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| Invite me to stay
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| Invite me to stay
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| Take me away |