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Bitten by the wind on a hard hard day, |
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and god I really want you to stay. |
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Bitting by tears and a burning fear, |
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that has smeared us both on the table. |
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There are too many people in this street, |
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there are too many eyes to meet. |
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So I'll hold you wrist and I'll feel you listless, |
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shaking on th edge of your seat. |
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Hide me safe away, |
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I wanna see myself painted an invisible grey. |
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Now feed me to the years a |
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and I will make myself harmless as a drawn on tear |
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and please don't hold me in your soul like a heavy stone. |
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I am carrying my cold heart home. |
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Trapped by a breath and hit my head |
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like a thousand bricks form the sky |
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and I saw you choke as the last bridge broke, |
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and our fingers waved goodbye. |
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and there are too many (?) stumbling by |
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and there are too many hands to untie |
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So leave it there by the tincan chairs |
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and the pavement swallows our lies. |
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Hide me safe away, |
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I wanna see myself painted an invisible grey. |
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Now feed me to the years a |
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and I will make myself harmless as a drawn on tear |
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and please don't hold me in your soul like a heavy stone. |
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I am carrying my cold heart home. |
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I am carrying my cold heart home. |
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Your face has followed me home, |
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with unwanted grace I leave you lonely and, |
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we would never make a perfect peice to fit |
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we will remain unfinished puzzles as we sit. |
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Hide me safe away, |
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I wanna see myself painted an invisible grey. |
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Now feed me to the years a |
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and I will make myself harmless as a drawn on tear |
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and please don't hold me in your soul like a heavy stone. (x2) |
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I am carrying my cold heart home. |
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I am carrying my cold heart home. |
