| Like a cause without a martyr
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| Like an effigy of balsa
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| Like a hairline crack in a radiator
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| Leaking life
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| I shout out but it just spins faster
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| I crawl up but my knees are water
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| I cling on by my nails to the sweet disaster
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| And then I fall to the floor like my strings are cut
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| Pinch myself but I don’t wake up
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| Spit in the wind cause too much is not enough
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| It starts and ends with you
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| It starts and ends with you
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| And I’ve worn so many faces
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| Shot my love at fifteen paces
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| My inheritance is all the thoughts I can’t sweep away
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| I shout out but it just spins faster
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| I crawl up but my knees are water
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| I cling on by my nails to the sweet disaster
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| And then I fall to the floor like my strings are cut
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| Pinch myself but I don’t wake up
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| Spit in the wind cause too much is not enough
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| It starts and ends with you
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| It starts and ends with you
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| Shout out but it just spins faster
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| Crawl up but my knees are water
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| Cling on by my nails to the sweet disaster
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| And then I fall to the floor like my strings are cut
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| Spit in the wind but I don’t wake up
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| Pinch myself cause too much is not enough
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| It starts and ends with you
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| It starts and ends with you
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| It starts and ends with you
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| It starts and ends with you
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| I shout out but it just spins faster
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| I crawl up but my knees are water
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| I shout out but it just spins faster
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| I crawl up but my knees are water
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| I shout out but it just spins faster
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| I crawl up but my knees are water
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| I shout out but it just spins faster
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| I crawl up but my knees are water |