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You might be like |
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The autumn exposed |
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You might be all the things |
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I love the most |
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And you might tell me the truth |
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And I might be reminded of you |
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In everything |
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I see and that |
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I feel You might be... |
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Since you're on your own |
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I scream goodbye |
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It tears my heart out |
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It stings my eyes |
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The fear of wanting, you know it's true |
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The fever hurting all of you |
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And maybe this is true |
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Divine and in love |
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In the silence of you |
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This beauty calls at me |
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When I sleep |
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You might be... |
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Since you're on your own |
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It seems goodbye |
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It tears my heart out |
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It stings my eyes |
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The fear of wanting, you know it's true |
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The fear of wanting all of you |
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And she is not good or bad |
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Oh, but she wants all she could have |
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Your soul's familiar call |
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This is it... |
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I am and It's not like me |
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But since you're on your own |
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It seems goodbye |
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It tears my heart out |
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It stings my eyes |
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The fear of wanting you know, it's true |
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The fever of wanting all of you |
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Since you're on your own |
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You wave goodbye |
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It tears my heart out |
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It stings my eyes |
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The fear of wanting you know it's true |
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The fever of wanting all of you |
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All of you |
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And you might be... |