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Frozen in the place I hide |
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Not afraid to paint my sky with |
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Some who say I've lost my mind |
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Brother, try and hope to find |
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You were always so far away |
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I know that pain |
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So don't you run away |
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Like you used to do |
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Roses in a vase of white |
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Bloodied by the thorns beside the leaves |
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That fall because my hand is |
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Pulling them hard as I can |
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You were always so far away |
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I know that pain |
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And I won't run away |
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Like I used to do |
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Pictures in a box at home |
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Yellowing and green with mold |
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So I can barely see your face |
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Wonder how that color taste |
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You were always so far away |
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I know the way |
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So don't you run away |
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Like you used to do |
