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By Adair, running for the hills
and i'm running for my room
i'm running
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By Adair, Phone calls from another place
These days they rarely come
Calls that
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By Adair, it's the best in midwestern technology.
this place, this town, is
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By Adair, Rehearse the memories and practice all the lines.
Play it one
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By Adair, long days and drunken nights haunted by
brown eyes that stare
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By Adair, From California to the longest island,
To that sleepy Midwest town
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By Adair, Just go.
Go and don't ever look back.
Out of sight,out of
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By Adair, Bodies littering the streets
Hear the sadness filter through the
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By Adair, "I will meet you underwater
dressed in white your eyes ablaze
tonight
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By Adair, the moon is full and bugs are in the air.
I've
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By Adair, In the snow, angels lay.
Mouths join in the cold.
Whispers lie
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By Adair, Tonight will be
The last time that I think of you
How
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By Adair, Learn to separate your jaw
When you find things hard to
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By Adair, Sing me a song.
I know we've used up every dawn,
And
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By Adair, A taste of earth and blackened breaths
Our oxygen is running
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By Adair, A taste of earth
and blackened breaths.
Our oxygen is running out.
It's
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By Adair, I'll peel back the skin from my head
Let the
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By Adair, Bodies littering the streets
Hear the sadness filter through the trees
Makes
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By Adair, I'm afraid to shut my eyes.
I'm shaking uncontrollably
And this life
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By Adair, Blacked eyes and blood red skies,
It's colour that you lack.
Your
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By Adair, From California to the longest island,
To that sleepy Midwest town
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By Adair, the moon is full and bugs are in the air.
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By Adair, Tonight will be
The last time that I think of you.
How
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By Adair, A taste of earth and blackened breaths.
Our oxygen is running
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By Adair, Hold me tight and don't let go,
In your ear I'll
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By Adair, Blacked eyes and blood red skies,
It's colour that you lack.
Your
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By Adair, Blacked eyes and blood red skies,
It's colour that you lack.
Your
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By Adair, Tonight will be
The last time that I think of
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By Adair, Bodies littering the streets
Hear the sadness filter through the trees
Makes
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By Adair, you make me sickI'll tear out those diamond eyes I
