| I wish to leave no trace
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| No code tied to string
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| In schoolrooms still and dark
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| That caught us
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| We sink into the soil
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| And float above the sea
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| Forget the history
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| That brought us
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| Tear open your memory, and
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| Let the light pour out
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| On to the screen you placed
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| In empty rooms and in the clouds
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| Splice in what you wish you said, and
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| Lock the picture, burn the footage up
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| I wanna steal away
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| Distorted by the day
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| That stole and wore my face
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| And my name
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| I wish that I could say
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| There’s comfort in your wake
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| No pride when I decay
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| No monuments
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| Tear open your mmory, and
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| Let the light pour out
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| On to the screen you placd
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| In empty rooms and in the clouds
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| Splice in what you wish you said, and
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| Lock the picture, burn the footage up
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| Single file
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| Wiping the slate clean, while
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| All of the chalk dust clouds
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| Get caught in my lungs
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| You’re saving a verse for a melody
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| Repeating the words to yourself
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| As you clench your chest
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| And pray that distraction comes faster than help
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| I’m pulling the shards from my tongue again
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| You spent the night chewing your sleeve
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| Now you’re so choked up
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| It seems like it hurts you whenever you breathe
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| I heard you speak several languages
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| You said you learned them from me
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| So I used my thumbs to
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| Pry out messages I couldn’t read
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| (You saved me)
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| Use the hand you’re good with
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| (It's fine)
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| Use the hand you’re good with
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| Use the hand you’re good with
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| And you’ll be just fine |