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In the air |
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I'm tasting your perfection |
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Forgive me dear for my misdirection |
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As I crawl beneath this torture you adore |
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I fall face to face with my scars you've ignored |
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So tell me why it don't feel the same |
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Tell me why |
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I've got to feel this way |
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Yeah you leave, you're gone |
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And I'm left here with the blame |
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So tell me why it don't feel the same |
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All my props |
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I swear they were in order |
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Even with the warnings of your thunder |
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Now I pause to let my silence scream tonight |
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While you roam like a serpent satellite |
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So tell me why it don't feel the same |
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Tell me why |
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I've got to feel this way |
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Yeah you leave, you're gone |
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And I'm left here with the blame |
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So tell me why it don't feel the same |
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So tell me why it don't feel the same |
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Tell me why |
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I've got to feel this way |
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Yeah you leave, you're gone |
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And I'm left here with the blame |
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So tell me why it don't feel the same |
