| You’re as sharp as a knife and you fit like a glove
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| That is no way to live, that is no way to love
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| Full of fear in your skin and the weakness is giving in
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| You’re stabbed in the back, but you feel no pain
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| Push the heaviest doors that you can’t open
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| Yeah they tied me up and my body lies still again
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| You’re as bright as the sun and as calm as the moon
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| I don’t know when you’ll break, but it’s going to be soon
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| If my will caves in, I’ll be in the same boat as you
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| I’ve got the salt skin, running to where he is
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| Never going to give in, even with the strength
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| He’s stealing salt skin
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| Telling me I’m winning wars they created
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| Just to understand… «the meaning of»
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| Hands on strings and my mouth open
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| Find the perfect words that I’ve not spoken
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| And I won’t tell the truth, unless you want me to
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| For all of the time that I lost my head
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| When it rolled to the floor and I found it again
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| But when it came back
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| No, I didn’t know my own name
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| I’ve got the salt skin, running to where he is
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| Never going to give in, even with the strength
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| He’s stealing salt skin
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| Telling me I’m winning wars they created
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| Just to understand… «the meaning of»
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| I’ve got the salt skin, running to where he is
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| Never going to give in, even with the strength
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| He’s stealing salt skin
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| Telling me I’m winning wars they created
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| Just to understand…
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| I’ve got the salt skin, running to where he is
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| Never going to give in, even with the strength
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| He’s stealing salt skin
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| Telling me I’m winning wars they created
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| Just to understand… «the meaning of» |