Taylor Swift - (Folklore) 13. Epiphany

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Keep your helmet keep your life son
Just a flesh wound here's your rifle
Crawling up the beaches now
Sir I think he's bleeding out
And some things you just can't speak about,

With you I serve with you I fall down down
Watch you breathe in watch you breathe out out,

Something med school did not cover
Someone's daughter someone's mother
Holds your hand through plastic now
"Doc I think she is crashing out"
And some things you just can't speak about,

Only twenty minutes to sleep
But you dream of some epiphany
Just some single glimpse of relief
To make some sense of what you've seen,

With you I serve you I fall down down
Watch you breathe in watch you breathe out out
With you I serve (with you I serve) with you I fall
Down (down) down (down)
Watch you breathe in (watch you breathe in)
Watch you breathe out (out) out (out),

Only twenty minutes of sleep
But you dream of some epiphany
Just one single glimpse of relief
To make some sense of what you've seen

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