| I, I don’t feel it anymore
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| Somehow I see clearer than before
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| I hold on to the bastion of light
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| I turn my back to the meaning of life
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| The scene isn’t my scene anymore
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| I dug too deep and was crawling on the floor
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| It’s what you make and the people you love
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| The more I burn the less I’ve got to show
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| What’s calling them now?
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| Jumping in line at the store
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| Keep racing ahead
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| There’s no value in the score
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| Grind your teeth and cut off all your sleeves
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| A few good riffs and a sticky bag of green
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| You said before it’s not as bad as it seems
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| A grown up kid gets to live out all his dreams
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| No self control, you keep singing through the scream
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| When you wake up, it’s closer than you think
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| There are colors in the places you can’t find
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| It’s a weird way to say goodbye
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| It’s a weird way to say goodbye
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| It’s a weird way to say goodbye
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| There are colors in the places you can’t find
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| It’s a weird way to say goodbye (There are colors you can’t find)
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| It’s a weird way to say goodbye (There are colors you can’t find)
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| It’s a weird way to say goodbye |