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The cracks in my skin are like cracks in the floor |
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Been waiting all year, I'll be waiting some more |
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I sit here and think of the summer we had |
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The winter is cold, the winter is black |
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And I, I'm haunted |
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And I, I want you |
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Hundreds of miles of falling apart |
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I'd give anything to go back to the start |
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Hundreds of miles but less than a day |
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To just hear your voice, to just see your face |
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And I, I'm haunted |
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And I, I want you |
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You're in my head I can't escape it |
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My mind's eye has left me dry |
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The sun can (will) rise on new tomorrows |
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But can I stand another day? |
