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To feel the daybreak on my face&#13;
There's a blood that's flowing through the feeling&#13;
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With a knife to open up the sky's veins&#13;
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Some things will never change&#13;
They just stand there looking backwards&#13;
Half-unconsious from the pain&#13;
They may seem rearranged&#13;
In the backwater swirling&#13;
There is something that'll never change&#13;
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And when I shoulda been gone a long time&#13;
It laughs, and says I find ways&#13;
Just when they're sheltered under paper&#13;
The rockets come at us sideways&#13;
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Some things will never change&#13;
They just stand there looking backwards&#13;
Half-unconsious from the pain&#13;
They may seem rearranged&#13;
In the backwater swirling&#13;
There is something that'll never change&#13;
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Hey, I'm blind&#13;
Good Fine&#13;
Roll the time&#13;
On whose dime&#13;
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And when I wake up in the morning&#13;
To feel the daybreak on my face&#13;
There's a blood that's flowing through the feeling&#13;
With a knife to open up the sky's veins&#13;
&#13;
Some things will never change&#13;
They just stand there looking backwards&#13;
Half-unconsious from the pain&#13;
They may seem rearranged&#13;
In the backwater swirling&#13;
There is something that'll never change&#13;
&#13;
Some things will never change&#13;
They just stand there looking backwards&#13;
Half-unconsious from the pain&#13;
They may seem rearranged&#13;
In the backwater swirling&#13;
There is something that'll never change&#13;
Report a problem&#13;
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