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Left, in a bitter sweet embrace |
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I was cold enough |
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to picture you without your face |
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And I felt immeasurable fear |
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You're anonymous |
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And my heart has been dead for years |
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Maybe the world is really crumbling |
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it's not a reaction to your gravity |
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you are a warning |
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and this is a war against our old routine |
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smoking and staring at the ceiling |
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you are a warning |
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and this is a war |
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Sleep, if you must stay here tonight |
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And remain glued to my side |
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I'm trying lord I tried |
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I told you my heart was empty |
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And god willing |
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You're beginning to see what you're dealing with |
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This is a war |