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tracing all my fingers |
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looking at a bigger plane |
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doesn't really matter |
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dreaming of your empty frame |
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laying on a shoreline |
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staring from a box spring tight |
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staring at a street lamp |
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something doesn't feel quite right |
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hold me closer baby |
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please don't me let go |
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riding down the grotto |
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taking you to work again |
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lashes from your eyelids |
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dripping from a faucet drain |
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when we are together |
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ribbons flowing down my legs |
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really want to touch you |
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really want to watch you beg |
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our eyes are locked staring into that singular web |
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you are slowly moving towards the edge |
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blood runs down |
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I saw what happened |
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She was right there in front of me |
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I saw what happened |
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Sweetie why are you turned upside down? |
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Tell us what happened |
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Tell us what happened |
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Ribbons run around you green eyes and I'm so scared |
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Laying down on the pavement right there |
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She was right there and in the flash and I saw light trickle down through black tracks underground |
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hold me closer baby please don't let me go |
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Crying in my bedroom |
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Talking to our bathroom floor |
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Fingers in a circle |
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All you things you said before |
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I really feel alone Laura |
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Nothing I can do or say |
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Fingers want to touch you |
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Fingers want to make you stay |
