| What’s coming through is alive
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| What’s holding up is a mirror
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| But what’s singing songs is a snake, it is
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| Lookin' to turn my piss to wine
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| They’re both totally void of hate, and…
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| Killin' me just the same
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| The snake behind me hisses
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| What my damage could have been
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| My blood before me begs me
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| Open up my heart again
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| And I feel this coming over like a storm again
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| Considerately
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| Venomous voice, tempts me
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| And drains me, bleeds me
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| Leaves me cracked and empty
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| Drags me down like some sweet gravity
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| The snake behind me hisses
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| What my damage could have been
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| My blood before me begs me
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| Open up my heart again
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| And I feel this coming over like a storm again, now
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| And I feel this coming over like a storm again, now
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| I am too connected to you
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| To slip away, to fade away
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| Days away, I still feel you
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| Touching me, changing me
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| And considerately killing me
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| Considerately killing me
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| Considerately killing me
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| Considerately killing me
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| Without the skin, here
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| Beneath the storm
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| Under these tears, now
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| The walls came down
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| Once the snake is drowned
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| And as I look in his eyes
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| My fear begins to fade
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| Recalling all of the times
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| I could have cried then
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| I should have cried then
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| As the walls come down and
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| As I look in your eyes
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| My fear begins to fade
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| Recalling all of the times
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| I have died
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| And will die
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| It’s alright
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| I don’t mind
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| I don’t mind
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| I don’t mind
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| I am too connected to you
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| To slip away and fade away
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| Days away, I still feel you
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| Touching me, changing me
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| And considerately killing me
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| Considerately killing me, yeah
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| Considerately killing me |