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I broke My toes cause when I'm sad |
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I get as clumsy as a stupid clummage |
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and you are way too young to understand |
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and I'm way too desperate to be seen |
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so I fall for you like a fool for gold |
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cause you look so pure and I love your voice |
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I can hear the cracks of your youthful heart |
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and it makes me wanna be a part of that |
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Till I say whats there on your arm? |
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You said don't look, please don't ask |
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I know you won't like to know that |
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I'm a recovering addict and sometimes i relapse |
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But if I get sober |
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would you swear to love me? |
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If I get sober |
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*would you care* for me? |
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And as I was ready and didn't care to doubt |
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the will has been left to drought |
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I thought I knew back then to never ever trust |
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someone for who drugs comes first |
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and I think there's no love but just proof of love |
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and you just proved me that you'd never care |
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and it's been raining now for three days straight |
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as a sad reflect on my sorry state |
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And I remember you said with me you felt |
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the best that you ever ever felt |
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and i think that no drugs can replace |
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the warmth and tenderness that we embraced |
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But if you get sober |
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I will be *here for you* |
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If you get sober |
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I'll be yours for good. |
