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I would walk home every evening |
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Through the pyramids of light |
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I would feed myself on silence |
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Wash it down with empty nights |
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Then your innocent distractions |
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Hit me so hard |
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My emotional reaction |
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Caught me off guard |
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It was nothing at all |
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Like anything I had felt before |
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And it was nothing at all |
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Like I thought no it's so much more |
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No one else has ever made |
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Me feel this way |
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When I asked you how you did it |
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You just say |
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It was nothing at all |
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Now I walk home every evening |
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And my feet are quick to move |
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Cause I know my destination |
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Is a warm and waiting you |
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From our first communication |
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It was clear |
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Any thought of moderation |
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Would soon disappear |
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It was nothing at all |
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Like anything I had felt before |
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And it was nothing at all |
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Like I thought no, it's so much more |
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No one else has ever made |
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Me feel this way |
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when I asked you how you did it |
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You just say |
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It was nothing at all |
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Then your innocent distractions |
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Hit me so hard |
|
My emotional reaction |
|
Caught me off guard |
|
It was nothing at all |
|
Like anything I had felt before |
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And it was nothing at all |
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Like I thought no, it's so much more |
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No one else has ever made |
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Me feel this way |
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When I asked you how you did it |
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You just say |
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It was nothing at all |
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It was nothing at all |
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It was nothing at all |
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It was nothing at all |
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It was nothing at all |
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It was nothing at all |
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It was nothing at all |
