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How heavy the sky was outside of my windows |
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And from the inside |
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I watched it go by |
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With all that |
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I've got to reach back to remember |
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The things |
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I fought, so hard with each thought |
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Then your voice returns until every word burns the walls |
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I tried to keep you outside, you're part of me now |
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But you're not around |
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Why you're under my skin |
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You found a way to get in |
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Why you're under my skin |
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And now the thoughts |
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I resist I reuse |
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Strange how it hits me when all of the moments |
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I used to know travel so close |
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Through my invitation, |
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I'm reluctant to feel it pierce through my skin |
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And with every inch it brings back the hurt |
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As thoughts recur inside my head of all that we said |
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To leave it behind but now you're inside |
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Why you're under my skin |
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You found a way to get in |
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Why you're under my skin |
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And now the thoughts |
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I resist I reuse |
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You're a part of me now but you're not around |
