| I lay awake stuck by this fickle thorn
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| I lay with you so they won’t sink in their claws
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| I lay awake while the beasts and the whores
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| Are dancing in, dancing in
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| Dancing in the jaws, jaws, jaws of a landfill
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| Am I ever gonna let you in
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| Before I see it coming?
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| Systematic in decay
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| I’m dying to feel what you feel now
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| You’ve already been such a sweetheart
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| And I know we all get scared
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| We all get scared
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| Too much head, but too little heart oh honey
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| I want your touch, such a shame
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| That I am numb honey
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| Too much head, but too little heart oh honey
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| Not meant to be this way
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| Lover, lover, lover you’ll never know
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| You’ll never know because
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| Lover, lover breathing down my neck
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| Incendiary breath
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| And still my lover is a burden
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| Tell me something could you smell my fear?
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| As I lay there
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| Cringing on your bed
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| I’m dying to feel what you feel now
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| You’ve already been such a sweetheart
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| And I know we all get scared
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| We all get scared
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| Too much head, but too little heart oh honey
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| I want your touch, such a shame
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| That I am numb honey
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| Too much head, but too little heart oh honey
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| Not meant to be this way
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| Maybe my seed found purchase in your soil
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| It’s just a fight, a futile fight
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| To feel connected
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| I lay awake stuck by this fickle thorn
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| Instead of tending to its prick I lay infected
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| Am I ever gonna let you in
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| Before I see it coming?
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| Systematic in decay
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| I’m dying to feel what you feel now
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| You’ve already been such a sweetheart
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| And I know we all get scared
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| We all get scared
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| Too much head, but too little heart oh honey
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| I want your touch, such a shame
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| That I am numb honey
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| Too much head, but too little heart oh honey
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| (As I lay there cringing on your bed)
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| Too much head, but too little heart oh honey
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| Not meant to be this way |