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JuneauTied to the testing of wills, where my heart breaks and spillsLeft to the sight of the sky, in your arms I'm defined Thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies, in the minds of your enemies And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness If this is what I'm meant for, no longer interesting Fall forward to even the score Just a thought to you Tied to the testing of wills, where my heart breaks and spills Left to the sight of the sky, in your arms I'm defined Thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies, in the minds of your enemies And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness And I'm nothing more than a line in your book Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book In your book, in your book If this is what I'm meant for, no longer interesting Fall forward to even the score Just a thought to you (Just a thought to you) (Just a thought to you) Yet I'm nothing more Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book |