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You draw a line around my head |
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You think it's where it's at |
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You've lost your sense of it |
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And I feel it's somewhat strange |
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How your mind is set for it |
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When I know the fault's all mine |
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And still you're hanging on |
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You're hanging on |
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I know the fault's all mine |
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We're in the wait of something else |
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It's like a subtle sense |
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And all comes back again |
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But you're going all the way |
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It's hard to draw the line |
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When I know the fault's all mine |
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And still you're hanging on |
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You're hanging on |
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I know the fault's all mine |
