| No more dance floors
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| Fake a smile or whatever feels right
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| No more cold wars
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| Stay awhile or whatever feels right
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| I never planned to do this on my own
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| And I won’t let you die alone, or at least I hoped
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| So play the songs that you play
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| When you’re falling asleep
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| And bury every single secret that you’re trying to keep
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| Now you’re spread out like a sheet on a bed
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| Soaked with ocean that leaked from my head
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| And you’re sinking through the bedroom floor
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| To find the silence you wre looking for
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| Deadset on an nding
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| It’s a little less pressure on you
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| No use in pretending
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| A jump scare out of the blue
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| Embracing the structure
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| One less move to make
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| Protection’s a virtue
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| Crushed beneath your wake
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| I never planned to do this on my own
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| And I won’t let you die alone, or at least I hoped
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| So play the songs that you play
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| When you’re falling asleep
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| And bury every single secret that you’re trying to keep
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| I’ll be alright with it
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| If you’re alright with it
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| I’ll be alright with it
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| Not scared of nothing or nowhere
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| Just want to be sure you’ll be there
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| Not scared of nothing or nowhere
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| Just want to be sure you’ll be there |