| Caught in a lie, pack up your act, sand the soles off your shoes
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| When you expect to listen for birds who never seem to you
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| Like they were sideways in intricate time change
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| Changing you
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| Why would you breathe for me
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| If it’s not me you’re breathing for?
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| Why would you kill for me
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| It’s not me you’re living for?
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| Following stride, take me alive, take me as far as you
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| Out on the edge, a tentative best I could admit to you
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| But you’re falling backwards, stretching and shattered
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| I’m shattered too
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| Why would you breathe for me
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| If it’s not me you’re breathing for?
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| Why would you kill for me
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| It’s not me you’re living for?
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| Why would you breathe for me
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| If it’s not me you’re breathing for?
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| Why would you kill for me
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| It’s not me you’re living for? |