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Beginnings, and how I felt the tingles |
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Let's not talk about the endings |
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or how drawn out they can be |
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You're halfway through and you pick the ending |
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What's gonna happen? |
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All points in between |
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All points in between |
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We had a conversation, and we decided |
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three cups of Coca-Cola would suffice |
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Well I'm a weak man, with a mind like water |
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I still felt the tingles |
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as they rippled through our life |
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Does the ceiling inspire this silence? |
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A mess of colors creeping, amongst the fall of all desire |
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I couldn't touch you because your body wasn't there |
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I couldn't reach you, now you're a major concern |
