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[ti:strings that tie to youFrom the wrinkles on my forehead] |
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[ar:julie Peel] |
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[al:] |
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From the wrinkles on my forehead |
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To the mud upon my shoe |
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Everything's a memory |
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With strings that tie to you |
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In my dream I'm often running |
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To the place that's out of you |
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Of every kind of memory |
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With strings that tie to you |
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Though a change has taken place |
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And I no longer do adore her |
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Still every God forsaken place is always |
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Right around the corner |
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Now I know it's either them or me |
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So I'll bury every clue |
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And every kind of memory |
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With strings that tie to you |
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And every kind of memory |
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With strings that tie to you |
