| Carved Earth, cold
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| Hiding from you in a skin so old
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| I’ll come clean
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| Everywhere, everyone knows it’s me
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| And if I recover
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| Will you be my comfort
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| Or it can be over
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| Or we can just leave it here
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| So pick any number
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| Choose any colour
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| I’ve got the answer
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| Open the envelope
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| I’ll give you one more chance to say
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| We can change or part ways
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| And you take what you need
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| And you don’t need me
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| I’ll give you one more chance say
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| We can change our old ways
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| And you take what you need
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| And you know you don’t need me
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| Blow by blow
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| Honest in every way I know
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| You appear
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| To face the decision I know you fear
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| And if I recover
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| Will you be my comfort
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| Or it can be over
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| Or we can just leave it here
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| So pick any number
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| Choose any colour
|
| I’ve got the answer
|
| Open the envelope
|
| I’ll give you one more chance to say
|
| We can change or part ways
|
| And you take what you need
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| And you don’t need me
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| I’ll give you one more chance say
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| We can change our old ways
|
| And you take what you need
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| And you know you don’t need me
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| And you know you don’t need me
|
| And you know you don’t need me
|
| And if I recover
|
| Will you be my comfort
|
| Or it can be over
|
| Or we can just leave it here
|
| So pick any number
|
| Choose any colour
|
| I’ve got the answer
|
| Open the envelope
|
| I’ll give you one more chance to say
|
| We can change or part ways
|
| And you take what you need
|
| And you don’t need me
|
| I’ll give you one more chance say
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| We can change our old ways
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| And you take what you need
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| And you know you don’t need me
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| «The last one was a bit tuney…» |