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Try to tell me something, |
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try to tell me how it feels, |
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build it up to beat it down again, |
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all the things you're hiding, |
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all the games you play with me, |
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build it up to beat it down again. |
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Suspicious love, |
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froze my natural laugh, |
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and I need to change, |
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but something keeps me here. |
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I feel I know, |
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I won't let it grow, |
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and I need to change, |
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but something keeps me here, |
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I refuse to crawl. |
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Got to tell you something, |
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got to tell you how it feels, |
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once built up and beaten down again. |
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Promises once spoken, |
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all the warmth you gave to me |
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Leave me always somehow inbetween. |
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[...] |
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I'd like to see you crawling. |
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(M:Maile, T:Meyn) |
