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My empty room
Crowded too soon
Look for the fire escape
Picture myself
Running like hell
Making my get away
The walls are caving in with no warning
This ship is sinking, I gotta swim for it
I'm running out of air
Break me out tonight, I wanna see the
Sun rising anywhere but here
Come with me, this could be
The only chance we get, we gotta take it
Don't do it now, we'll never make it
Lose this crowd, break me out
We'll stare at our...
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Little piece of me you can't have
And I know that it's driving you mad
Little part inside you can't reach
I'm afraid that's the way it's gonna be
There's a part of you that wants to fight
But I never really had the appetite
I feel my feelings won't speak
Words that will be taken upon the breeze
The wind is always blowing
Chorus
Pieces falling from me
You can have them for free
I've never felt so complete
Pieces falling from...
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I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact
That everyone can see these scars
I am what I want you to want, what I want you to feel
But it's like no matter what I do
I can't convince you to just believe this is real
So, I let go watchin' you, turn your back
Like you always do, face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you are all that I've got
I can't feel the way I did b...
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It starts with
One thing I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, but didn't even know
Or wasted it all just to watch you go...
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"Set The Fire To The Third Bar"
(feat. Martha Wainwright)
I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from 'A' to where you'd be
It's only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places
I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in...
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