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You're sharp as a knife |
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And you fit like a glove |
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That is no way to live |
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That is no way to love |
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Full of fear in your skin |
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And the weakness in giving in |
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You're stabbed in the back |
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But you feel no pain |
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Push the heaviest doors |
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That you can't open |
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Yeah, they tied me up |
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And my body lies still again |
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You're as bright as the sun |
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And as cold as the moon |
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I don't know when you'll break |
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But it's gonna be soon |
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If my will caves in |
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I'll be in the same boat as you |
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I've got the salt skin |
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Running to where he is |
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Never going to give in |
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Even with the strength |
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He's stealing salt skin |
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Telling me I'm winning |
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Wars they created just to understand |
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The meaning |
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Hands on strings |
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And my mouth open |
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Find the perfect words |
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That I've not spoken |
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And I won't tell the truth |
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Unless you want me to |
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For all of the times |
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That I lost my head |
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When it rolled to the floor |
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And I found it again |
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But when it came back |
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No, I didn't know my own name |
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I've got the salt skin |
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Running to where he is |
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Never going to give in |
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Even with the strength |
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He's stealing salt skin |
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Telling me I'm winning |
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Wars they created just to understand |
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The meaning |
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I've got the salt skin |
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Running to where he is |
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Never going to give in |
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Even with the strength |
|
He's stealing salt skin |
|
Telling me I'm winning |
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Wars they created just to understand |
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I've got the salt skin |
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Running to where he is |
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Never going to give in |
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Even with the strength |
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He's stealing salt skin |
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Telling me I'm winning |
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Wars they created just to understand |
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The meaning |
