| This is it, this is it
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| When will I learn to shut my mouth?
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| It’s alright, it’s alright
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| A love like ours is easy found
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| Is it fucked, is it fucked
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| I chop through blood and bone for you?
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| This is me, this is me
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| A question mark in human form
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| It’s not an earth until it shakes
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| It’s not a love until it’s lost
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| It’s not a heart until it is
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| It’s not a line until it’s crossed
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| I’m barely in it 'til I know
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| I won’t return until I’ve broken every bone
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| This is real
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| This is really happening
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| We are lost, we are lost
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| That’s what I’m told eventually
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| Bit your tongue, bit your tongue
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| Should give it here, I’ll bite it too
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| Here’s a thought, here’s a thought
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| How' bout we both say what we mean
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| There’s that smell, there’s that smell
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| Looks like it’s been there all this time
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| It’s not an earth until it shakes
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| It’s not a love until it’s lost
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| It’s not a heart until it is
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| It’s not a line until it’s crossed
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| I’m barely in it but I know
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| I won’t return until I’ve broken every bone
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| This is real
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| This is really happening
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| This is real
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| This is really happening
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| This is real
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| This is really happening
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| This is real
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| This is really happening
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| This is real
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| This is really happening, happening |