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Don't you, think it's strange |
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How we speak to ourselves when everything is falling to pieces? |
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Like molten lead to water |
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We fall apart and fragment |
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Always tearing ourselves in two |
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And hiding from regret |
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Always tonight and never last night, baby |
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You know it's all we have to get us through |
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So ****ing sure that this will never end |
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New friends, new days, new nights |
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We'll make it through |
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On my own |
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I learnt to feel it, and together |
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We learnt to kill it |
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It's strange, how these thoughts and how they come together |
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And I want to kill it |
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And let it forever die |
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These things |
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I need to grieve and then |
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I grieve And then start learning as tomorrow slips on by |
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Always tonight and never last night, baby |
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You know it's all we have to get us through |
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So ****ing sure that this will never end |
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New friends, new days, new nights |
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We'll make it through |
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On my own |
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I learnt to feel it, and together we learnt to kill it... |
