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My idols are cracking and breaking apart piece by piece |
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I brush their dust off my pedestal and through the cloud I've |
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kicked up I can just make out your face |
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In a world of plastic people, I know You're real |
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I'm just a confused child, a ball of raw emotions shouting my |
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hollow threats at you |
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I'll kick and I'll scream and I'll call you names |
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But when my storm blows over you ll always hold me the |
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same |
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In a world full of bullshit emotions, I know you feel |
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I can fall far away from my judgments |
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I can fall far away from my ignorance |
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When you cradle me in your arms |
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In a world of plastic people, I know You're real |
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In a world of bullshit emotions, I know you feel |
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Under blankets, under the shelter of your skin, you warm me |
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from within |
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I never want to leave your arms for this long again. |