| And I slip
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| And I swear
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| Spit in my face and we’ll come undone
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| As the trivial word saviour rolls off your tongue
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| What’s he fucking got for me?
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| What’s he fucking got for me I haven’t heard a thousand times already?
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| I’m a sinner with a goddamn death wish
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| Can’t save a soul that’s already empty
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| Fuck
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| Walk on water turn into wine
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| Motherfucker I’m dying but I feel fine
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| Walk on water turn into wine
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| Motherfucker I’m dying, but I’ll laugh it off
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| I’ll be just fine
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| And it’s too late for me now
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| And I need you to know
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| I lied to you and myself
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| Crossed fingers holding on
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| I hope, You never lose your sense of wonder
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| I hope, That you’ll always be young & Invincible
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| And I slip
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| And I swear
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| Shadows never cease to grow
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| I’m better off as a ghost
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| Don’t say I told you so
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| Of lack and letting go
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| I know it’s not enough
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| You don’t have to pretend
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| I’m going through the motions
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| Over and over and over again
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| And it’s too late for me now
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| And I need you to know
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| I lied to you and myself
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| Crossed fingers holding on
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| I hope, you never lose your sense of wonder
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| I hope, that you’ll always be young & Invincible
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| I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
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| Don’t follow me down this road, I’ll only pull you under
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| I might’ve been enough for you once you know
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| But that was something like seven years ago
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| And it’s the stone face, the rat race, you fight to place, a 6am start fall to
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| pieces again
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| Around in circles through the weeks you say, get fucked up, rinse and repeat
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| it’s all the same
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| And it’s too late for me now
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| And I need you to know
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| I lied to you and myself
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| Crossed fingers holding on
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| I hope, you never lose your sense of wonder
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| I hope, that you’ll always be young & Invincible |