| I walk the streets, I’ve got nothing to remind me of who I was
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| I was god, tortured by the darkest love
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| I am still recovering, I hurt, I can feel you on to me
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| I always turn my eyes right back to you
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| If we breath again, will you steal the air
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| For my lungs to carry yours
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| I’m armed with flares releasing here
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| A signal call to warn
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| We’ve been down this road before
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| Your breath, grips my neck, pulling at me, take me close to the edge
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| I forget, It’s okay to be alone
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| I am still discovering, the map to life is right in front of me
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| Behind me lies, the darkest place
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| (The darkest place)
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| If we breath again, will you steal the air
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| For my lungs to carry on
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| I’m on a signal
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| We’ve been down this road before
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| If you steal, the air
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| Let the daylight disappear
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| Will you leave, me here
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| As I’m hanging by a thread
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| (hanging by a thread)
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| If we breath again, will you steal the air
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| For my lungs to carry on
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| I’m on a signal
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| We’ve been down this road before |