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He wanted to steal her |
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Away, spend the hours |
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Blissful |
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Old echoes, betrayal |
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He says he can't help |
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How he feels |
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He ought to, he ought to |
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Confront it in it's guise |
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A vision of summer |
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The fire's gone from my eyes |
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Kill them with a smile |
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How could a friend be so unkind? |
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Awkward thing to invite |
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Longing |
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It's simple, the settling |
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It subsides |
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I thought I once held you |
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While you cried |
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The little things |
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I try to hide |
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The pain |
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Makes me feel alive |
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Kill them with a smile |
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How could a friend be so unkind? |
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Awkward thing to invite |
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Longing |
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Rest in me, rest in me |
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A kind of sanctity |
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Wanting three things |
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Tumbling through your mind |
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Rest in me, rest in me |
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A deliverance |
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Where no words are needed |
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Cares denied |
