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You're surfing the tide
I'm waving from the inside
You're standing outside
With me, for me, among them

This red heart is aching
Whenever you leave
The red heart, the life-support
The filling is killing, it's killing me
:

My oh my this plane is crashing down again
My only friend the one who bends
Leaves with a kick.

My oh my don't stop the engine
Your on edge it's clear but let me mention dear
The house we're about to hit.


How could I possibly forget
The house we're about to hit.

This red heart is aching
Whenever you leave
The red heart, the life-support
The filling is killing, it's killing me

So if there's a saviour save me still
when these hands can't bend to their will.

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