| I wasted time to find you in the line of love
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| Just so you could learn how to hide
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| Because we’re finding answers now and screening evidence
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| That just doesn’t add up to your innocence and it’s wearing this case thin
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| You say
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| This scene is all surreal and I cannot find just how to feel because my dream
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| just died
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| I want to run but my feet get in the way of the getaway that day
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| You claimed if I could know, well I tried to know
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| But defeat grabs for me and it’s hard to realise just where to flow
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| I know I should have shown charisma but at a loss for words
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| We flew like birds without looking where to go
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| This scene is all surreal and I cannot find just how to feel because my dream
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| just died
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| I want to run but my feet get in the way of the getaway that day
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| She left here what a sight
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| «What the fuck is it I’m trying to please you»
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| Sweetheart says
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| «We don’t pick our loves but can pick our paths»
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| Photographed, watch her side, we don’t collect evidence for a reason
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| Trade insides so we could pick our lives
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| When we could just pick our paths.
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| Sweetheart says
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| «We don’t pick our loves but can pick our paths»
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| Trade insides, watching blow by blow for letting things go
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| I crawled into you thought and through your mind to gather essential pieces
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| again
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| This scene is all surreal and I cannot find just how to feel because my dream
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| just died
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| I want to run but my feet get in the way of the getaway that day
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| Sweetheart says
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| «We don’t pick our loves but can pick our paths»
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| Trade insides, watching blow by blow for letting things fly by
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| Keep eyes wide, I’m watching from windows and keeping tabs on all those lies
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| Watch faces as I make a widow for letting things go |