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Try as I may to carve my path |
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I cannot keep myself from stumbling back to you |
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And you'll say "Don't you ever lose you heat" |
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"Don't you ever be caught shedding your skin too soon" |
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Find me with a milk-heavy heart |
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And I would clear the pollen from your eyes |
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I would, I would |
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For love has got you hanging on my hips |
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Like a worn-out dress with my skin showing through |
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Can't we forget about the truth? |
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It never called to me like it called to you |
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And if salvation never takes our hands |
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We'll dance around the wreckage |
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Nonetheless |
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Just as sure as every parting word |
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Comes stuttering off every parting tongue |
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I cannot keep myself from stumbling back to you |
