| There is something in the air
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| It’s like a chill that’s barely there
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| Till it cuts me to the bone
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| Unprepared and unaware
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| Fear, like a gun in your hand
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| There’s no need to be unkind
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| Put it down or shoot it blind
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| I am hostage to your dread
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| Of being used and left behind
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| Find me the words
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| Why should it hurt to say that
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| You don’t know how much you mean to me
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| You don’t know how much you mean to me
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| Go ahead and claim your victory
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| Oh, but I can’t let you go
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| Because I know I bruised you
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| Every time I couldn’t find you
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| I destroyed your hiding place
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| All because I wished to bind your heart to my heart
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| For all time
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| Find me a way
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| How can you say
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| You don’t know how much you mean to me
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| You don’t know how much you mean to me
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| So go ahead and claim your victory
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| Oh.
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| I brought down your walls
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| And made them crumble
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| But it was all for love
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| Your hunger grows, and when you stumble
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| It won’t be enough
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| So if I’m damned and unforgiven
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| I will take my time
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| And wait as long as you believe in redemption
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| For my kind
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| You don’t know how much you mean to me
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| You don’t know how much you mean to me
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| Go ahead and claim your victory
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| Oh, but I can’t let you go |