What survives is the on-time
throwing knives and battle scars
ten degrees and getting cold
getting cold
jesus christ and a hundred eyes
little star in the wrong hands
(want it all, want it all, want it all)
you can ask me how
could I reach out
for a clean start
you can ask the stars
with a speck of doubt
from a deep starve
the reason why we stay
is the promise of lakes
and the sun on your face
the reason why we stay
to your right is the dancing bear
good advice but the source unfair
where we are is our last stop, the last stop
passerbys get a stone stare
tender leaves feel the smallest tear
(want it all, want it all, want it all)
you can ask me how
could I reach out
for a clean start
you can ask the stars
with a speck of doubt
from a deep starve
the reason why we stay
is the promise of lakes
the reason why we stay
is the promise of lakes
and the sun in your face
the reason why we stay

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