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I'll be one of you in the darkness |
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White noise shows me your silhouette clear |
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I trace your outline across the snowfall |
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Moving slow under the blankets of ice here in my room |
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Where your posters cover white walls |
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Your images flash bright still flicker within |
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Through my mind's eyes entranced by far off christmas lights |
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A race to morning we hoped we'd never win |
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They talk about |
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When the clouds are out |
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What we're doing |
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Like they even know |
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Like they even know |
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And they act so proud |
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When they ask out loud |
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What are we proving? |
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Like they even know |
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Like they even know |
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What it feels like to be with you |
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When all the masks we wear have fallen away |
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When all that make sense in this frozen world is to |
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Burn to ashes from the sparks of our flames |
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They walk about |
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Never have these doubts |
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Never losing |
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Like they even know |
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Like they even know |
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That I'd rather lose |
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Just to be with you |
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Always moving |
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Like they even know |
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Like they even know |
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Like we know either |
