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Steal the breath from me. |
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It's yours to take. |
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I give it freely. |
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Shake me from my sleep. |
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To see the things. |
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I could have done. |
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To change everything. |
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To be in place. |
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To drive you both home. |
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Not to gravestones. |
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Take you somewhere safe. |
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Speak to me in memories. |
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To comfort me. |
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A welcomed haunting. |
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This is my apology. |
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This fallacy. |
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A welcomed haunting silence ringing through the city. |
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Sorrow floods the streets. |
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It occurs to me. |
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I haven't seen. |
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Where you've been sleeping. |
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Crushed so deep beneath reality. |
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Just over six feet. |
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What could |
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I have done. |
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Is all I'll think. |
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To drive you both home. |
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Not to gravestones. |
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Take you somewhere safe. |
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Sirens (I am) |
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Blaring (Failing) |
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Echo through the trees (rest in peace) |
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Silence (Silent) |
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Waiting (Funeral) (Procession) |
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Two are missing heartbeats (Through the streets) |
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Lift the coffin weight. |
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I feel ashamed. |
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There's something missing |
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The black hearse waits below. |
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Down by the road. |
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To drive you both home |
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To your graves your final resting place |