| Have you ever felt
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| Ever felt like this?
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| It feels almost like holding a wolf by it’s ears
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| It’s not finding the door, it’s finding a resolution
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| If you’ve never felt
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| Never felt like this
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| If you knew what you’re missing
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| There’s so much to miss
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| Your face to the floor
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| The sounds of the armies moving
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| I’ll leave a note
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| Down in a box by your bed
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| And we’ll never know where you’ve been
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| Or how this red flag’s in your hand
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| Have you ever felt
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| Felt so flexible?
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| Like elastic we bend and like snowflakes we fall
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| If we can’t find the door
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| How will we end this motion?
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| Have you ever seen
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| Such a perfect scene
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| They’re all trying so hard just to say what they mean
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| And watching them fail is like watching an execution
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| I’ll leave a note
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| Down in a box by your bed
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| And we’ll never know where you’ve been
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| Or how this red flag’s in your hands
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| In your hands
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| In your hands
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| Your hands…
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| This red flag
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| In your hands
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| I’ll leave a note
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| Down in a box by your bed
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| And we’ll never know where you’ve been
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| Or how this red flag’s in your hands
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| I’ll leave a note
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| Down in a box by your bed
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| And we’ll never know where you’ve been
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| Or how this red flag that you…
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| This red flag that you…
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| This red flag that you…
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| This red flag that you hold in your hands |