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Such confidence |
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To think that you can make me happy |
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Such courage |
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To dare to even try |
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Such rare determination |
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To always do your best to hide |
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The despair in your eyes |
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It's too much |
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My love is suffocating in your clutch |
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Because it's too much |
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It's too much |
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The lips that used to tremble at your touch |
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Have had too much |
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Such ignorance |
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To think that |
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I could run from my doubts |
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I'm so stupid |
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To think I'm in control |
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Such childish impatience |
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To tell myself |
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I'm ready |
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When I know that |
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I'm not It's too much |
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My love is suffocating in your clutch |
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Because it's too much |
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It's too much |
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The lips that used to tremble at your touch |
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Have had too much |
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It's a fine line |
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Between your heart and mine |
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All these empty words we hide behind |
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It's a fine line |
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Between almost and enough |
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We cross the line to see what we're made of |
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It's too much |
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My love is suffocating in your clutch |
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Because it's too much |
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It's too much |
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The lips that used to tremble at your touch |
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Have had too much |