Punch

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I wasted time to find you in the 
line of love
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Just so you could learn how to hide
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'Cause we're finding answers now and
 screening evidence
That just doesn't add up to your 
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innocence and it's wearing this case
 thin
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You say this scene is all surreal 
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and I cannot find just how to feel 
'Cause my dream just died and
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I want to run but my feet get in 
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the way of the getaway that day
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If I could know, well I tried to 
know
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But defeat grabs me and it's hard 
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to realise just where to go
I know I should have shown charisma 
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but at a loss for words

We flew like birds without looking 
where to go
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This scene is all surreal and I 
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cannot find just how to feel because
 my dream just died
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And I want to run but my feet get 
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in the way of the getaway that day

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[Verse 2]
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She left here what a sight:
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"What the fuck is it I'm trying to 
please you"
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Sweetheart says
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We don't pick our loves, we just 
pick our paths
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Photographed, watch her side
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We don't collect evidence for a 
reason
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Trade insides so we could pick our 
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lives
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When we could just pick our paths
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Gb
Sweetheart says
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We don't pick our loves, we just 
pick our paths
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Trade insides, watching blow by 
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blow for letting things go

[Verse 3]
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I crawled into your thoughts

And through your mind
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To gather essential pieces again
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[Chorus]
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This scene is all surreal and I 
cannot find just how to feel 'cause 
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my dream just died
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And I want to run but my feet get 
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in the way of the getaway that day

This scene is all surreal and I 
cannot find just how to feel 'cause 
my dream just died
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And I want to run but my feet get in
 the way of the getaway that day

[Verse 4]
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Sweetheart says
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We don't pick our loves, we just 
pick our paths
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Trade insides, watching blow by 
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blow for letting fly by
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Keep eyes wide, I'm watching from 
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windows

And keeping tabs on all those lies
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Watching from windows for letting
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 things go