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Well I can't feel it, sleeping out of my arms bridge |
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And I can't feel it the emptiness stuck standing in |
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Lading, shining roads , just keep waling son |
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In your sit, the call will come |
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Fighting with and I can't feel, it's cold my skin |
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Slowly going and I can't hide, my word is pride, |
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Braider fingers round my side |
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Slowly showing all |
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Well I can't feel it presuming by sleep last nights |
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Well I can't feel it a laughy ball told as untruth |
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Words always found church cuz we always want it more |
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More of what we never gave |
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More of what we thought would say |
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My, my, my mind it's the only how offer all too tight |
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My heart it's racing everything across my mind |
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No I can't feel it, no I can't feel, no I can't feel, |
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I still, no I can't feel, no I can't feel, I can't feel, |
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I still |