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This is a letter I started and |
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I'll ever get the chance to finish it |
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I left the spaces here for you to fill in |
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Cross them out, cross me out of the picture |
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We've been living a weeks worth of truth |
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In a years worth of lies |
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Now I feel so damaged, so broken, so hollow |
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Now reach out for me touch these cracking ribs |
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Sometimes I think you forgot my name |
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Sometimes I feel you forget my face |
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The way you lick your lips |
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Your body temperature climbs you look at me |
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Like you were looking at last night |
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The way you lick your lips |
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Your body temperature climbs |
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Sometimes I think you forgot my name |
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Sometimes I feel you forget my face |
