Two hours out,
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Snow coming down
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“Love You Should’ve Come Over” has ended and begun again
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The fix that I chase
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Is sweeter than I’ve ever tasted
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Living and dying and fading erased
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I am the son of a haunted house
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Love I can feel the cold coming on now
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(Chorus ? part 1)
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But one day soon I will forget
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The parts of you that made me laugh
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And all I will be left with is the dark
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(Chorus ? part 2)
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You were swept right off your feet
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Onto your back, away from me
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While I was far away and fast asleep…
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Tearing my hair out, drinking the bar down
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They turned the lights on
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I’m out in the dark now
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I sit on the curb
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Weight of the world
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And make conversation with some forgettable girl
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I’d say I’m high as a kite
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But why would you fly in my neighborhood this time of night?
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(Chorus ? part 1)
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And one day soon I will forget
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The parts of you that made me laugh
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And all I will be left with is the dark
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(Chorus ? part 2)
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You were swept right off your feet
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Onto your back, away from me
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While I was far away and fast asleep…
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Still I run with no direction
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Old before my time
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And in a sea of desperation I will soon capsize
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Like the river baptized some who seek a secret place
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I am swimming for my life to try to find my way
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My brother’s advice
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“Learn to survive” on my own…
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(Chorus ? part 1)
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And one day soon I will forget
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The parts of you that made me laugh
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And all I will be left with is the dark
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(Chorus ? part 2)
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You were swept right off your feet
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Onto your back, away from me
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While I was far away and fast asleep…
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Off Your Feet
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| Ron Pope |
