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It wasn't the rain that washed away... |
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Rinsed out the colours of your eyes |
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Putting the gun down on the bedside table |
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I must have realized |
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It wasn't the rain |
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That made no difference |
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And I could have sworn it wasn't me |
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Yet I did it all so coldly ...almost slowly |
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Plain for all to see |
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Oh c'mon please now |
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Talk to me |
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Tell me; things |
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I could find helpful |
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How can I stop now... |
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Is there nothing |
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I can do I have lost my way |
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I've been losing you |
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I can still hear our screams competing |
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You're hissing your s's like a snake |
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Now in the mirror stands |
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Half a man |
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I thought no one could break |
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It wasn't the rain |
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That made no difference ...nervously drumming on: |
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Run away But |
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I want the guilt to get me |
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Thoughts to wreck me |
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Preying on my mind |
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So, please now |
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Talk to me |
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Tell me; things |
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I could find helpful |
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For how can |
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I stop now... |
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Is there nothing |
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I can do I have lost my way |
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I've been losing you |