| We weave in and out of consciousness alone
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| 'Til our bodies collide and keep
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| Us from getting cold
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| Skin pores open up and swallow each
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| Other whole
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| And the scars we collect connect
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| And reverse the flow
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| And so it goes
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| And so it goes
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| Emotions, emotions, motion us to wars
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| And our last experiences serve as swords
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| Each life that we take bores holes
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| Into the walls
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| 'Til the roof caves in and we wash up on
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| The shore
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| And so it goes
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| And so it goes
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| And so it goes
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| And so it goes
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| But there’s a light
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| If you dare to believe it
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| That floods in and washes all away
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| Blood sweat and tears won’t retrieve it
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| You just have to wait to receive it
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| The light
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| If you dare to believe it
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| That floods in and washes all away
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| Blood, sweat and tears won’t retrieve it
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| You just have to wait to receive it
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| Blood, sweat and tears won’t retrieve it
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| You just have to wait to receive it
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| Blood, sweat and tears won’t retrieve it
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| You just have to wait to receive it |