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stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\nDon't stop giving up, don't stop giving up","syncedLyrics":"[00:36.51] It all comes and goes in waves\n[00:39.57] Everything looks the same\n[00:41.99] The cornfields, the cows, the flies, the coughing\n[00:48.29] The musky air that fills our rows and permeates\n[00:51.59] Even through the ash infested vents from the fires\n[00:55.52] Eating away at the barks of trees like this moment\n[00:59.23] Eating away at the last dose of happiness lingering on the dust of our bones\n[01:05.48] The other night, wrapped in crispy motel 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me\n[01:52.95] Taming me, bringing me back to their living painting\n[01:59.15] A life to look at as they wash the dishes\n[02:03.23] Smeared with my mother's milk that they stole from me\n[02:08.68] \n[02:12.78] It's raining, finally\n[02:15.64] And the van is slowly drifting into the other lane\n[02:19.49] Eddie is driving\n[02:21.92] Everyone else is asleep, sometimes coming up for air\n[02:27.45] Their heads poking up like groundhogs\n[02:29.38] Before sinking back into their holes\n[02:33.90] \n[02:38.05] But it's not all dark and grim\n[02:41.33] There are moments of hope\n[02:44.13] They come to me when it's quiet\n[02:47.28] They come to me when everyone is synched in their levels of happy\n[02:51.75] Which doesn't happen often, but when it does, it's nice\n[02:59.09] \n[03:06.25] I wonder if we'll look back and think that these miles of cornfields\n[03:12.87] These anguished breaths, these forced smiles\n[03:18.02] These moments that were gone, the momentary calms\n[03:22.51] And the thousands of little bugs pressed against our windshield\n[03:29.11] Were all worth it\n[03:38.14] I don't know exactly where I'm supposed to be\n[03:51.12] \n[03:54.16] There's a hollow thought that takes control of me\n[04:03.02] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:08.12] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:12.33] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:15.31] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:19.77] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:20.82] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:22.43] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:27.43] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:29.08] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:36.16] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:40.29] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:43.84] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:45.10] Don't stop giving up, don't stop giving up\n[04:52.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n 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