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zuò cí : Emily Underhill |
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zuò qǔ : Emily Underhill |
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Your coldness it sticks, it drips down my skin |
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It tells me not to let him in |
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Have you grown bolder now? It' s alright baby |
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I will do almost anything you make me |
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Jamming the doors to my future down |
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They splinter they break, they hold me now |
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Second guess but it' s over, you know lately |
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I' m jaded, I' m suffocating slowly |
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Just don' t forget about me |
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I regret what I say |
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But you like it better that way |
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Keep me locked in my mistakes |
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Play them out like video games |
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You love it when I' m demure |
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You love it when I' m so unsure |
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Keep me in all that I' ve done |
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But I' ll just break free and run |
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It' s in my blood yeah it' s calling, calling me now |
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It' s in my blood yeah it' s calling, calling, calling, calling |
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Try paralyse me it' s over, it' s over ' cos |
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I don' t think that I am ready for that |
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Try paralyse me it' s over, it' s over ' cos |
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I don' t think that I am ready for that |
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Mellow me down, put me in your box |
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Put out my fire, yeah keep me locked |
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Have I grown too aggressive? Oh I' m sorry |
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I' ll simmer down and let you warp me |
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I regret what I say |
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But you like it better that way |
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Sink your teeth in my mistakes |
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Gaze at me through a nicotine haze |
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Slowly, killing the truth |
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I long for a human view but, |
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What is there for me to do when |
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Honey I created you? |
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It' s in my blood yeah it' s calling, calling me now |
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It' s in my blood yeah it' s calling, calling, calling, calling |
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Try paralyse me it' s over, it' s over ' cos |
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I don' t think that I am ready for that |
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Try paralyse me it' s over, it' s over ' cos |
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I don' t think that I am ready for |
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I don' t think that I am ready for that |
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I don' t think that I am ready for that |