| Not what you need
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| Not what you need
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| We’ve been seduced by suffering
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| In spite of separation
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| Embedded in my head
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| The hallucination settles
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| If our memories don’t drag their feet in dirt
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| Their steps can’t be retraced
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| So we spin until we’re sick
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| Longing for the loss of balance
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| A fall that carries us from heaven to our grave
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| You haunt me
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| You haunt me like an empty home
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| Priceless possession
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| I bring you with me wherever I go
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| Wander through me
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| Rearranging my insides in search of sleep
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| So well rested
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| You forget to bring me with you when you leave
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| Punish my body for the things my soul has seen
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| I’ve been staring into sunlight counting backwards
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| While the radiance blinds me
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| Flawed reflections will make themselves at home
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| Convincing us to walk barefoot through miles of broken mirrors
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| You haunt me
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| You haunt me like an empty home
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| Priceless possession
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| I bring you with me wherever I go
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| Wander through me
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| Rearranging my insides in search of sleep
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| So well rested
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| You forget to bring me with you when you leave
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| Hollow out my body
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| I know you need somewhere to sleep
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| Change the locks on doors I’ve left open inside of me
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| Hollow out my body
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| I’m not what you need
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| (Not what you need)
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| In spite of separation
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| We’ve been seduced by suffering
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| You haunt me
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| Like an empty home
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| You haunt me
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| Migrate as you may
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| Swallowing your spare key for safekeeping
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| Wander where you please
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| Inside of me
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| You haunt me |