Tom: D
Introdução: D
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I'm not a whipper in the wind
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Or solace laying at the bottom of a bottle, or your thick skin
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Escape yells both our names out loud
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We run like hell, I'll write a tragic epilogue and you'll act it out
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I watched your dad give you away
I watched him drink the bitter taste in his exertion away
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Like minds let go of doubt
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I watched it blow right out and
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We danced on gaffs and graves
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You'll remain, I will find a way to leave gracefully or I'll escape
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I do not fall to losing face
I dream I dive into something greater, something to take my grief away