| Fading out of focus, your pulse is growing faint
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| Slipping from the foreground, the colour here is draining
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| I can’t see you now
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| We’re fading and it’s all washed out, ooh
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| And I looked far beyond the water
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| Saw the tide beneath the moon
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| Colour drained from all my fingers
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| The cold is rattling my bones
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| I can’t feel you now
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| We’re faded and we’re all washed out
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| We’re faded and we’re all washed out (Out, out)
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| We’re all washed out (Out, out)
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| We’re faded and we’re all washed out
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| You were faded by the sunlight
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| But we turn brittle in the heat
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| And while I’m picking up the pieces
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| I’m still afraid to hear you speak to me
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| So I won’t hear you now
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| We’re fading and it’s all washed out (Out, out, out)
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| We’re all washed out (Out, out)
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| We’re faded and we’re all washed out
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| It’s all washed out
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| We’re all washed out (Out, out)
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| We’re all washed out (Out, out)
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| We’re all washed out (Out, out)
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| We’re all washed out (Out, out)
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| We’ve faded and it’s all washed out |