| Faster from the edge of our tongue
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| Words that rip through as we try to hold on
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| Wasted from chasing our fun
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| Break down before we start
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| Rolling out and all along
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| She’s moving and breaking in the wind
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| The light inside her eye is shy
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| Do you wonder how far echos go?
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| Wasting under
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| After all, we’ll never know
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| Tied to each moment when I’m with you
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| I’m wasting away
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| We’re gone
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| Watching her fly, reaching for the sky
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| And shades of tinted broken glass
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| That mirror where we li
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| Everything is fine
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| Taking our time
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| Lad us through the door and guide us to the other side
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| Run, have you ever tried
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| Taking what was said and done and setting it aside
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| Take in what was lost
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| To tell us how we die
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| She’s moving in and moving on and waving out goodbye
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| She’s moving and
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| Breaking in the wind
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| Inside all of our sin we hide
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| Tonight, it’s like you’re watching something precious
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| Something is missing
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| Shut up, listen
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| Stuck in this midnight mission
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| Going for a ride
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| Faster from the edge of our tongue
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| Words that rip through as we try to hold on
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| Wasted from tasting our fun
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| Stuck inside a sacred ride, that’s poorly overdone
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| Run straight to the sun
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| And break down before we’d start rollin' out
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| And all along
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| I can’t quit watching
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| Something precious
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| Watching this failure angers and sickens
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| Stuck in this midnight mission
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| Out all night |