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Faultless in the eyes that i could never open wide enough to see me through |
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Much to my surprise it never orbits around the things you should hold me to |
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I stand here...wondering |
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And i'm waiting |
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Chorus: |
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My ear is twisted in all the thoughts |
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A glimpse of truce just because |
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It's always almost never close |
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I close my eyes, hide the distance |
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Enchanted by the face of peace and when it turns to sunken eyes and waterfalls |
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Unsatisfied with simple things entangled in the chords, i can't take any calls |
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I stand here waiting |
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I'm calling |
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[chorus] |
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Waiting around for some kind of peace |
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Hoping you find me in my need |
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My ear is twisted |
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It's always almost |
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[chorus] |
