| We watched the bands until the stars burn out the morning sky
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| You dragged me in became the skin that keeps me warm at night
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| All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand
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| I kissed the poison on your lips till I was paralyzed
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| Now all the chemicals are burning right between my eyes
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| All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand
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| I got nothing
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| So I’ve been walking I’m gonna find you
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| Through every backstreet I will run through
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| I count the days till I can bring you home
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| Your hand in my hand
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| Lets slip away I know a place some where outside of town
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| I lost your grip out in the rain amongst the raging crowd
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| And all your numbers started fading, from the back of my hand
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| I got nothing
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| So I’ve been walking I’m gonna find you
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| Through every backstreet I will run though
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| I count the days till I can bring you home
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| Your hand in my hand, yeah
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| Woohoo woohoo yeah…
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| Till I can bring you home
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| Woohoo woohoo yeah…
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| Sill I can bring you home
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| So I’ve been walking I’m gonna find you
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| Through every backstreet I will run through
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| I count the days till I can bring you home
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| Your hand in my hand |