| I was watching someone from a window
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| You were still undressing in the hall
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| Someone threw my shadow on the staircase
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| These days nothing worries me at all
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| I must pay attention to the haunting in my head
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| This is not the time for self control
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| I still hear the echoes of the words I never said
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| This is not the time for self control
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| You were holding on to your position
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| I was holding on to your surprise
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| Lucky that we wore protective clothing
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| Could this be a blessing in disguise?
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| I must pay attention to the haunting in my head
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| This is not the time for self control
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| I still hear the echoes of the words I never said
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| This is not the time for self control
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| I was moving through your hair with kisses
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| You were breathing air into my spine
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| Someone flew a jet plane past my window
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| Judge this moment by a trial of time
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| Every night I dream of new disasters
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| Women walking naked through my head
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| Is this one more symptom of my passion
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| Strange how passion fills an empty bed…
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| I must pay attention to my head… |