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| 1. |
| 3:21 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:34 | 
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I turn red, I turn back in defeat
Take an arrowhead through my neck And it’s time to turn away To where I walk, where I stand Where it cuts, where it binds Where it stings, where I hide Don’t tell me you really know, I know Don’t tell me you really care, I know Until the sky clears And the saints fall from the sky Dropping like rocks and I I know I know I know I know I know I know |
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| 3. |
| 2:13 |
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I take time on my hands
And I'll make good on it, you'll see Sometimes I think it's okay Sometimes I don't know what to say No one seems to know a whole lot more I wish I couldn't feel the shame Still take the blame I tried to turn around, and I tried to turn around, but Gravity pulls hard on me astray Sometimes I think it's okay, Sometimes I feel all right inside I'm gonna make good on it You'll see No one seems to know a whole lot more I wish I couldn't feel the shame Still take the blame |
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| 4. |
| 6:04 |
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