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Couldn't find where to rub myself |
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I didn't want to close my eyes |
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I would scream just to shake myself |
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Just to wake myself inside |
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Broken into human parts |
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I was sheltered by his chin |
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Lives spent in wet cement |
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Underneath his skin |
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Still on my neck, the breath of the dead |
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Even at blood and bone |
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I can tolerate a still heart |
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But I can't stand being alone |
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Open me up anywhere you wish |
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Take out anything you like |
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Seal me up when you're through |
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Leave a little room for surprise |
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Made myself new one too many times |
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To swallow his breath away |
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I left too much space upon my back |
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To ever make him want to stay |
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Still on my neck, the breath of the dead |
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Even at blood and bone |
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I can tolerate a still heart |
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But I can't stand being alone |
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Still on my neck, the breath of the dead |
|
Even at blood and bone |
|
I can tolerate a still heart |
|
But I can't stand being alone |
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I can't stand being alone |
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I can't stand being alone |
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I can't stand being alone |
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I can't stand being alone |
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I can't stand being alone |
