| When the day goes into itself
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| And into my veins
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| And your hands are caught with mine
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| You are in my veins
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| A breeze in the curtains of time
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| Silhouettes of people in line
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| Yeah, while the chill wind blows
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| You’re in my veins
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| Attacks and strategies are new
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| Rearranging my attitudes to you
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| Yeah, I fear that things aren’t as good as I hoped
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| Yeah, I hear through the phone, that you sound so remote
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| No, I don’t cry — it’s just a candybar stuck in my throat
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| I just choked — Yeah, I just choked
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| I’m liquid — whenever you’re near
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| I’m in your veins
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| Not the same alone so I fear.
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| I’m in your veins
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| So strong that you have no wish
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| You’re safe from enemies
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| But I know where you go
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| I’m in your veins
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| Attacks and strategies…
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| Yeah, when you said it — you didn’t mean today
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| Surely you said it — but, you meant yesterday
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| Some other time you said, jokingly,
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| The hope in me — awoke in me.
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| Choke — hey, I just choked
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| Yeah, I fear… |