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Should I fall in line, or tunnel to the surface one more timeOr stay, where I go and hide the obvious reflections of my mind?And I took the reigns from youStayed in for days, and on and on it grew,it wasn't the way to choose, and I lost...The raceAnd it's breaking me down, I'm out of my headthat bottle of red, and her still frame by the doorshe's out of my life, and out of my bedthose things that she said, let the stones carry the weightTo you, as puddles cloud the surface of your shoesStay, I can't stand to loseand everyone remembers what they bruiseand I took the reigns from youcounted the ways, and everybody knewgathered the strength to provethat I lost the tasteAnd it's breaking me down, I'm out of my headthat bottle of red, and her still frame by the doorshe's out of my life, and out of my bedthose things that she said, let the stones carry the weightthen she showed up one night, offered a chanceand all that she had, was a head inflatableit's music for one, I still can't forgetand all that we had, keeps climbing through the days From Letras Mania