Horseblood

high-tide, come back again
you wanna feel with it, hold it like a friend
seeing hindsight, where it begins
a little fear there, to shake like a little lamb
see myself in you,
once you get older and trace the line
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the day, the best could come true
but then the night it comes, the rest just too soon
and i grow up, grow up, grow up
and face the lies of my home
feel good in my role
but i couldn't stay
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hide tide come back again
you wanna feel within
hold it like a friend
see myself in you,
once you get older and trace the line
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smoothing out a line but it curves somehow,
and it'll never break but it won't help if you flatten out
maybe just pretend but who is speaking out, and it'll never sound, but it won't help if you don't shout
be myself to you
like a dream to hide
like a night turned bright
be myself to you
like to feel what's right, or just to try
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