| I have a vision of the frames and colors
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| Tuck in the middle of the darkest ways of bother
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| And destroying the shores with painted finger lovers
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| I have a vision of the frames and colors
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| Tuck in the middle of the darkest ways of bother
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| And destroying the shores with painted finger lovers
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| Slip the white in gold, they’re living under
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| Oh you and I
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| Throwing deep the stones in the morning sky
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| Oh I, you know that it’s over ‘cause we don’t have time
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| I could stand all night, all night
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| I would love to but I have to go, oh yea
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| Shit, I’d stand all night
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| I need to catch up with some friends of mine
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| Don’t tell me you never did say so
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| But both of us
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| We are waiting for a midnight
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| Best to dig and find the sand of blasted name
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| And a while I got a mission
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| To times disappearing
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| Like you and I
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| Throwing deep the stones in the morning sky
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| Oh I, you know that it’s over ‘cause we don’t have time
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| I could stand all night, all night
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| I would love to but I have to go, oh yea
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| Shit, I’d stand all night
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| I need to catch up with some friends of mine
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| Don’t tell me you never did say so
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| Oh you and I
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| Throwing deep the stones in the morning sky
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| Oh I, you know that it’s over ‘cause we don’t have time
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| I could stand all night, all night
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| I would love to but I have to go, oh yea
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| I need to catch up with some friends of mine
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| And I ain’t gonna stand all night
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| I would love to but I have to go, oh yea
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| Shit, I’d stand all night
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| I need to catch up with some friends of mine
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| Don’t tell me you never did say so |