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There is something in the air |
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it's like a chill that's barely there |
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till it cuts me to the bone |
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unprepared and unaware |
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fear, like a gun in your hand |
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There's no need to be unkind |
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put it down or shoot it blind |
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I am hostage to your dread |
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of being used and left behind |
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Find me the words |
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why should it hurt to say that |
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You don't know how much you mean to me |
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You don't know how much you mean to me |
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Go ahead and claim your victory |
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oh, but I can't let you go |
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Because I know I bruised you |
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every time I couldn't find you |
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I destroyed your hiding place |
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all because I wished to bind your heart to my heart |
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for all time |
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Find me a way |
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How can you say |
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You don't know how much you mean to me |
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you don't know how much you mean to me |
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So go ahead and claim your victory |
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oh.. |
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I brought down your walls |
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and made them crumble |
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but it was all for love. |
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Your hunger grows, and when you stumble |
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it won't be enough |
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So if I'm damned and unforgiven |
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I will take my time |
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and wait as long as you believe in redemption |
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for my kind. |
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You don't know how much you mean to me |
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You don't know how much you mean to me |
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Go ahead and claim your victory |
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Oh, but I can't let you go. |
