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I'm breathing, guess I'm still alive |
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But I'm sinking in your eyes tonight |
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I'm shaking, 'cause I miss the high |
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I'm regretting that we let this feeling die! |
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Well if I could change my ways I would (I would) |
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You know that I'd stop these thoughts if I could (if I could) |
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But what makes matters worse, I'm missing you more |
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I filtered you out, cutting the cord |
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Dialysis is goodbye! |
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I'm dozing, 'cause I had you in a dream |
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Now I'm craving you in my blood stream |
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Maybe if I keep real still |
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You might see me when you look for something real |
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Well if I could change my ways I would (I would) |
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You know that I'd stop these thoughts if I could (if I could) |
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But what makes matters worse, I'm missing you more |
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I filtered you out, cutting the cord |
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Dialysis is goodbye! |
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Well what's it gonna take to get you out of my blood? |
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I'd do anything, I'd do anything |
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And what's it gonna take to get you out of my head? |
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Well if I could change my ways I would |
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You know that I'd stop these thoughts if I could |
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If I could change my ways I would (I would) |
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You know that I'd stop these thoughts if I could (if I could) |
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But what makes matters worse, I'm missing you more |
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I filtered you out, cutting the cord |
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Dialysis is goodbye! |
