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From your hands pulling at these strings |
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My life is left to an empty frame |
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Cast me aside at an arms length |
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Reach out to me lick my wounds |
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Leave me again with fresh scars |
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The end is loving bitterness |
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Is growing into a loveless cancer |
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Beaten and drained as our dream has been sucked away |
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In the end desperation makes an addict out of us |
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All the end is loving bitterness |
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Is growing in to a loveless cancer |
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My presence is weak |
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I am the cure you never wanted please |
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Leave me alone just let me be |
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I'm dried of worth and not needed |
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Because your desperate the past is the savior |
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That's how you keep striving |
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If you think of the present |
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There's not much to offer |
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There's an anecdote that you get your hands on |
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Just let me be |
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Just let me be |
