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It helps me to help myself |
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It keeps me from getting lost |
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It helps me keep the lines uncrossed |
[00:47.95] |
When despair will brush her grey blue kiss |
[00:53.65] |
The ache will fade like the morning mist |
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Wide shut eyes |
[01:01.97] |
I blindly see |
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It turns me from turning on myself |
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It wakes me from dream's dull nest |
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It turns me away wanting less |
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When the poison leaves its violet trace |
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The bruise will lift like dawn's embrace |
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Wide shut eyes |
[02:04.28] |
I blindly see |
[02:06.81] |
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When despair will brush her grey blue kiss |
[02:46.83] |
The ache will fade like the morning mist |
[02:52.44] |
Wide shut eyes |
[02:55.13] |
I blindly see |
[02:58.10] |
Wide shut eyes |
[03:00.68] |
I blindly see |