| I’m not stopping the car until I make you cry, I’ll drive it all night
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| Over the border and to every corner and edge of the world
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| Every island and ocean boiling and blue in motion
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| I’m not easing the gas until we both can sleep, we might as well be Running the engine with never a mention
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| That we’re sitting still in the garage and nodding off (a mirage)
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| And there’s no crashing until I see this through
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| If it’s the last thing that I’ll ever do
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| I’ll make you feel one second pass
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| Where I am stone and you are glass
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| And you are broken when I crash with you
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| You’re not dropping me loose without a fight to hold on for my own life
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| Though it’s a mile below, all the while
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| I’m digging my nails into gravity’s ladder, ripping your mind and matter
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| You’re not walking away until your heart is torn, our tears are reborn
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| Falling together like a ton of feathers
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| I’m pulling you down to the bottom where we’ll be forgotten
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| I promise that there’s no crashing until I see this through
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| If it’s the last thing that I’ll ever do
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| I’ll make you feel one second pass
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| Where I am stone and you are glass
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| And you are broken when I crash with you
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| And we’ll keep moving faster till you scream
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| Burning rubber into the end of the dream
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| The air is breaking around our heavenly speed
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| And what you fear the most is what I need
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| Falling together, going for forever and never ending
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| And spending our lives for moments that won’t arrive
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| When you’re feeling at last and reeling so fast
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| Because I’ll finally touch what lies behind your walls, I’ll make them fall
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| But there’s no crashing until I see this through
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| If it’s the last thing that I’ll ever do
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| I’ll make you feel my heart’s affect
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| We’re smashing now, a flaming wreck
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| And we are broken, we lie misconstrued
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| The end is spoken, long since overdue
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| And I am bone and you are glass
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| And the last is first and the first is last
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| All the searing smoke and the blinding flash
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| And the smell of hope, the taste of ash
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| And the gates will open when I crash with you
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| The gates will open when I crash with you
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| And you are broken when I crash with you
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| And you are broken when I crash with you |