| The time has come for you to sit this out
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| To be inside your mound
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| And to sell myself short
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| This ground we tread upon
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| We turn the pages left to right
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| I’m feeling up to wonder
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| We say everything
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| This ground we tread upon
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| We turn the pages left to right
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| I’m feeling up to wonder
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| We say everything
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| My story’s growing and growing and on
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| You are my last request
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| Don’t make me fail, so contradicting
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| There’s no room for cheating in being yourself
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| So you leave such a bitter taste in your mouth
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| And I wish there was a way to write so many chapters again
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| And I be in a side where there are no surprises
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| This ground we tread upon
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| We turn the pages left to right
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| I’m feeling up to wonder
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| We say everything
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| It’s getting longer and longer, c’mon
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| To see if you’re eyes would bring me so much closer
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| You can’t do this night, after night, after night
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| So you leave such a bitter taste in my mouth
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| Taste and see
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| I swear that’s no one’s gone
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| Be still and know and that they were
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| Lie to you
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| Every single time you’re facing light
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| This ground we treat upon
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| We turn the pages left to right
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| I’m feeling up to wonder
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| This ground we tread upon
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| We turn the pages left to right
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| I’m feeling up to wonder
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| We say everything
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| I know why you never take your eyes off of me
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| I use my lungs for everything but breathing
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| I know why you never take your eyes off of me
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| I use my lungs for everything but breathing
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| I find myself tired of this conversation
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| So pull me out
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| Pull me aside
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| I find myself tired of this conversation
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| So pull me out
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| Pull me aside
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| This ground we tread upon
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| We turn the pages left to right
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| This ground we tread upon
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| We say everything
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| This ground we tread upon
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| We turn the pages left to right
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| This ground we tread upon
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| We say |