No walls,
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Can keep me protected
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No sleep,
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Nothing inbetween me and the rain
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And you can't save me now,
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I'm in the grip of a hurricane
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I'm gonna blow myself away.
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I'm going out,
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I'm gonna drink myself to death
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And in the crowd
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I see you with someone else,
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I brace myself,
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Cause I know it's going to hurt,
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But I like to think at least things can't get any worse.
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No home,
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I don't want shelter,
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No calm,
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Nothing to keep me from the storm,
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And you can't hold me down,
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'Cause I belong to the hurricane,
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It's gonna blow us all away.
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I'm going out,
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I'm gonna drink myself to death
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And in the crowd
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I see you with someone else,
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I brace myself,
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Cause I know it's going to hurt,
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But I like to think at least things can't get any worse.
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I hope that you see me,
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Cause I'm staring at you,
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But when you look over,
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You look right through,
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Then you lean and kiss her on the head,
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And I never felt so alive, and so.. dead.
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I'm going out,
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I'm gonna drink myself to death
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And in the crowd
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I see you with someone else,
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I brace myself,
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Cause I know it's going to hurt,
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I'm going out, woah-oh-o
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I'm going out
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I'm gonna drink myself to death
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And in the crowd
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I see you with someone else,
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I brace myself,
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Cause I know it's going to hurt,
|
I'm going out, woah-oh-o
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I'm going out, woah-oh-o
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I'm going o-o-o-o-o-o-out
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I'm going out, woah-oh-o
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I'm going out.
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Hurricane Drunk
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| Florence + The Machine |
