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GasolineThose were the days awash in a comaAnd you couldn't even go outside Look for the shade Out of discomfort And slide into the downhill ride Sometimes you can't forget how you are Turn up the volume to hear the alarms A year on the phone A year with a bruise And a wish to reach the other side You came in to play like a reserve But you're sittin' on the bench to hide Sometimes you can't forget how you are Turn up the volume to hear the alarms Heaven and earth A gift or a curse They're not that far I didn't deserve all I discerned about how you are Now your ringing bells And I'm dodging shells I smell gasoline, it's alarming I was taking cues from watching you Now you're out of view It's alarming And you kind of lost me too Sometimes you can't forget how you are Turn up the volume to hear the alarms Heaven and earth A gift or a curse They're not that far I didn't deserve all I discerned about how you are Now your ringing bells And I'm dodging shells I smell gasoline, it's alarming I was taking cues from watching you Now you're out of view It's alarming And you kind of lost me too |