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Trace back a breeze to the weather's dripping Here in this city i could sleep in my clothes I've walls between my friends and a bottle of williams The past is well behind me I got good at letting go I've burned so many bridges i can barely count Moving forward with a liar's mouth I'm getting back what was due to me You never smile and you'll never be alright I hope your searching while i found some spite I'm better now that we don't speak I lost my limbs to the weather's dripping I lost my limbs to the weather's dripping I lost my limbs to the weather's dripping I lost my limbs to the weather's dripping