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You mean that much to me |
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And it's hard to show |
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Gets hectic inside of me |
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When you go |
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Can I confess these things to you |
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Well, I don't know |
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Embedded in my chest |
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And it hurts to hold |
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I couldn't spill my heart |
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My eyes gleam looking in from the dark |
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I walk out in stormy weather |
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Hope my words keep us together |
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Steady walking but bound to trip |
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Should release but just tighten my grip |
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Night time, sympathize |
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I've been working on white lies |
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So I'll tell the truth, I'll give it up to you |
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And when the day come |
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It will have all been fun |
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We'll talk about it soon |
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And I couldn't spill my heart |
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My eyes gleam looking in from the dark |
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And I walk out in stormy weather |
|
Hope my words keep us together |
|
Steady walking but bound to trip |
|
Should release but just tighten my grip |
|
Night time, sympathize |
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I've been working on white lies |
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So I'll tell the truth, I'll give it up to you |
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And when the day come |
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It will have all been fun |
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We'll talk about it soon |
