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How long do I hold on? |
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How long do I hold on? |
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Here, wearing this dress, |
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Though my hair is a mess, |
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I'm hoping you'll see the distance in me. |
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Here, faced with the ice, |
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The cold of the sky |
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Freezing its way through the heart of the day. |
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You, neutral scene, |
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Turn colour down |
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Till I'm, I'm porcelain |
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And cracking now. |
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Here, treading ground that I know, |
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Bare over stone, |
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The circles I form on the landscapes are drawn, |
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Matching my mind in their endless design. |
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No, the pain's not your fault. |
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You say I'm made of salt: |
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You can't rub it in, it was born on my skin. |
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You, neutral scene, |
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Turn colour down |
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Till I'm, I'm porcelain |
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And cracking now. |
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How long do I hold on? |
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Wearing this dress I'm still holding my breath. |
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How long do I hold on? |
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Can you give me the faith to be heartless and brave? |
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You, neutral scene, |
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Turn colour down |
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Till I'm, I'm porcelain |
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And cracking now. |
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