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I was dead before |
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I ever touched the floor |
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I was in between |
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A whisper and a scream |
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In a wounded light |
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Your eyes look black and white |
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And are these the dreams that find us? |
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In you head before |
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Was something I adore |
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But then in between |
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Someone picked you clean |
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Did you steal a name |
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From a friend who looked the same? |
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And are these the lies that bind us? |
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Now I realise |
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You won't ever let it rain |
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You don't seem the same |
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I will watch the skies |
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I don't even know your name |
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You don't seem at all the same |
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I was dead before |
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I ever touched the floor |
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I was in between |
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A whisper and a scream |
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And I know by now |
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I just can't work out how |
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And is this the milk of kindness? |
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Now I realise |
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You won't ever let it rain |
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You don't seem the same |
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I will watch the skies |
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I don't even know your name |
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You don't seem at all the same |
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Now I don't feel at all the same |