| It’s not found in throwing roses on a grave
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| Or in the cursed bottom of a bottled plague
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| It wasn’t in the torment that will never fade
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| But I see the truth now
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| This was my hell living without You here
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| Even heaven is hell if somehow You were not there
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| If You were not there
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| It wasn’t in the flames that won’t stop burning
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| Or within a fire that is never quenched
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| It wasn’t in the brokenness of all my failings
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| But I see the truth now
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| This was my hell living without You here
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| Even heaven is hell if somehow you were not there
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| Lord I need to breathe You, drink You, dream You
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| Nothing ever will compare
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| Need to breathe You, drink You, dream You, need You
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| This was my hell living without You
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| (When You’re so far away)
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| Even heaven is hell if heaven’s without You
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| (When You’re so far away from me)
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| Everything’s hell if somehow you are not there
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| Need to breathe you, drink you, dream You
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| Nothing ever will compare
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| Need to breathe You, drink You
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| Need to dream You, need You |