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Is it this air that turns me cold? |
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This time of year I feel alone. |
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The wind blows and dries my skin. |
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These people keep to themselves, all living in their own hell. |
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I need to get out of the place I'm in. |
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Take me to a place where I don't know anybody. |
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Leave me alone for now. |
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I've grown sick of every face that I've known. |
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This keeps me up at night. |
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See outside but you can't see in, my words don't penetrate the skin. |
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Nothing will ever seem to get through. |
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Walk past your problems and your fears, the ones you love are left in tears. |
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Nothing will ever seem to phase you. |
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I can't let go, I'll break, I'll fold. |
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It's got to be this air that's killing me. |
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I know alone is all I've known and its old and I'm cold but it doesn't phase me. |
