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The Forecast( Forecast )
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Broken Bottles
We're riding a low A slow pace where we have to grow up We're riding a low Where the blood thins from those long nights
The room spins as I watch you turn Waiting for the words We're so sick of being alone So come over stay longer
Wasting time on Mistakes we've made Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com My eyes will tell you I haven't slept for days
We're riding a low A slow pace where we have to crawl home Were riding a low Where nothing make us whole
So we'll bend our backs back to the start And start again
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