| All together we’re taking pictures.
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| These eyes, this smile,
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| A look put on a thousand times.
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| This town of lies,
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| It only makes sense we’re both here.
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| A perfect match (a perfect match),
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| A symbiotic relationship.
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| No lines in this sand,
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| I want to stay here until the end.
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| Then you said, living here’s a death sentence.
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| In my head, I wished you only knew
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| What you had.
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| I’ll take advantage of the situation, as long as I can.
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| Won’t rely on aspirations to bring out the best of me.
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| (The best of me.)
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| Have another of our conversations, no one’s listening.
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| We confine our confrontation by just burying the rest of it at sea.
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| This place, 4 walls,
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| No paintings hung, no love at all.
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| No space, no soul,
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| No one could ever call it home.
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| So bring me back (just bring me back),
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| Where southern pride takes over grace.
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| Black lungs, white beach,
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| Emerald coast will set me free.
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| When I said, I don’t want to leave again.
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| In your head, you wished that it was true
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| And I was home.
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| I’ll take advantage of the situation, as long as I can.
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| Won’t rely on aspirations to bring out the best of me.
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| (The best of me.)
|
| Have another of our conversations, no one’s listening.
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| We confine our confrontation by just burying the rest of it at sea.
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| (The rest of it at sea.)
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| The darkest beach I’ve seen.
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| I can’t remember what you look like.
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| All I know is distraction.
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| All I feel is the breeze.
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| This is all I need.
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| Then you said, living here’s a death sentence.
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| In my head, I wished you only knew (wished you only knew)
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| What you had.
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| I’ll take advantage of the situation, as long as I can.
|
| Won’t rely on aspirations to bring out the best of me.
|
| (The best of me.)
|
| Have another of our conversations, no one’s listening.
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| We confine our confrontation by just burying the rest of it at sea.
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| (The rest of it at sea.) |