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I miss you now |
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I guess like I should have missed you then |
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My body moves |
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Like curtains waving in and out of wind, in and out of windows |
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I can't untangle, I can't untangle |
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What I feel and what would matter most |
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I can't get close and I, I can't get close |
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And now there's just no point, in reaching out for me |
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In the dark, I'm just no good at giving relief |
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In the dark, it won't be easy to find relief |
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And I'm not proud that nothing will seem easy about me |
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But I promise this |
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I won't go my whole life telling you I don't need |
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But I promise this |
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I won't go my whole life telling you I don't need |
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I'll tell you now |
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I guess like I should have told you then |
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The thunder moves like damn drawers slamming in my frame |
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Slamming in my framework |
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I can't untangle, I can't untangle |
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What I know and what should matter most |
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I can't get close and I, I can't get close |
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And now there's just no point, in reaching out for you |
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In the dark, I'm just no good at giving relief |
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In the dark, it won't be easy to find relief |
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And I'm not proud that nothing will seem easy about me |
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But I promise this |
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I won't go my whole life telling you I don't need |
