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If you look at him and all he's done |
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and you look at me and I am numb |
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and I look at how I like to see |
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myself in you and you in me |
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then I wonder how we've softened up |
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and the rub it were is buttercup |
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something got my throat and your head it seems |
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it's not in you and it's not in me |
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it's my blood there's nothing there to hold between |
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it's my blood what is there and what is seen |
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just my blood there's nothing there to hold in me |
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my blood |
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|
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if we started up with not enough |
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then I look at when we'll not be rough |
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but we started rough and you turn away |
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from the thing that looks upon your face |
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say I'm what I seem to be |
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and we left with something torn between |
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a moment's love can be forgot |
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but a moment's pain stains our cuff |
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it's my blood there's nothing there to hold between |
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it's my blood what is there and what is seen |
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just my blood there's nothing there to hold in me |
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my blood |
