Cifras
An Attempt To Tip The Scales

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Did you expect it all to stop
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at the wave of your hand?
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Like the sun is just going to drop
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if it's night you demand.
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Well, in the dark we are just air
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so the house might dissolve.
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But once we are gone, who is gonna care
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if we were ever here at all?
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Well, summer is going to come
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and it's gonna cloud our eyes again.
There is not need to focus
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when there is nothing that it worth seeing.
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So we trade liquor for blood
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in an attempt to tip the scales.
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I think you lost what you loved
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in that mess of details.
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They seemed so important at the time
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but now you can't even recall
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any of the names, faces, or lines.
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It is more the feeling of it all.
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Well, winter is going to end and
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I'm going to clean these veins again.
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So close to dying that I finally can
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start living.