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Find me I'm falling |
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And fooling myself that it's flight |
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Imperfect |
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I plummet |
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And ponder |
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Pushed away on principle |
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Walk away and |
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I stare Would you stand me up again? |
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Wonder if |
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I've said too much |
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And we'll never speak again |
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Forfeit My future |
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For feelings are few far between |
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It's a mindless unmerciful measure |
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Making ends preempt the means ... |
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And I searched your eyes for an answer |
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And shuddered at what |
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I found there |
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As my skin shrunk away from conclusion |
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That you lack the strength to care |
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Walk away and |
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I stare Would you stand me up again? |
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Wonder if |
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I've said too much |
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And we'll never speak again |
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This is the way it has to be |
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That you would turn your back on me |
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And you and |
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I should walk away |
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Walk away and |
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I stare Would you stand me up again? |
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Wonder if |
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I've said too much |
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And we'll never speak again |
