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I'm trying so hard |
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To keep the sides of my mind apart |
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What do you want of me? |
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Some things we cannot wear on the outside |
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I've tried drawing a line |
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'Round the edge of my heart |
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Where do you want to start? |
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Behind, if I turn my back on it |
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I woke but I couldn't open my eyes |
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Behind, if I turn my back on it |
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I spoke but all in straight lines |
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I'm taking my time |
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And using it and losing it |
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I'll see you on TV |
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I wrote to you and you wrote to me |
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Five hundred times, but I couldn't see |
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The answer was in front of me |
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So where do you want to start? |
