| What have I become?
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| I swore to know so long ago.
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| What have we become?
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| We swore to never fall this far.
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| Clouds shifting shape.
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| Blue prints go up in flames.
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| The world, it melts away.
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| So still in search. |
| So still I try to find this voice.
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| Oh it’s too late to go back, too late to go back.
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| What have I become? |
| I swore to never fall this far.
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| Oh it’s too late to go back, too late to go back.
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| If I could do it all over again, OH-
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| if I could do it all over again-
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| I would.
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| Clouds shifting shape.
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| Blue prints go up in flames.
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| The world, it melts away.
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| Clouds shifting shape.
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| Blue prints go up in flames.
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| The world, it melts away.
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| So I never forget,
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| I’d write it down.
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| So still in search. |
| So still I try to find this voice. |
| It’s too late to go back
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| now. |
| What have we become? |
| We swore to know so long ago.
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| It’s too late- too late to go back now.
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| If I could do it all over again, oh if I could do it all over again-
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| We are the words and lines we think we feel, just fade away. |
| Fade away.
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| I’d write it down cause
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| Someday we’ll lie in graves.
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| Up above they’ll say our names.
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| Someday we’ll lie in graves.
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| Up above they’ll say our names.
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| Write it down. |
| So I never forget. |