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When all of your flaws and all of my flaws are laid out one by one |
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A wonderful part of the mess that we made |
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We pick ourselves undone |
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There's a hole in my soul |
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I can't fill it, I can't fill it |
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There's a hole in my soul |
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Can you fill it? Can you fill it? |
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You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve |
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And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground |
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Dig them up - let's finish what we've started |
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Dig them up - so nothing's left unturned |
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All of your flaws and all of my flaws are counted |
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You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve |
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And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground |
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Dig them up - let's finish what we've started |
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Dig them up - so nothing's left unturned |
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All of your flaws and all of my flaws are counted |
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All of your flaws and all of my flaws are counted |