| I can feel you leaving.
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| I can see you running out.
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| It’s faith.
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| (Help me)
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| I can feel you leaving.
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| It’s a tale of what I don’t have.
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| The will to say,
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| The filth that I became.
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| So maybe reasons why
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| I’m losing you are the reasons I can’t hide.
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| But I can’t stop running no.
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| And I fall asleep in the safest places I can find.
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| I’m losing religion because I can’t find a god that’s mine.
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| And so it’s back to the old me,
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| Killing you slowly and I’m fine.
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| I can feel you leaving.
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| We’re burning bridges down to the fire below.
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| Time to let it go.
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| No you won’t.
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| So maybe reasons why
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| I’m losing you are the reasons I can’t hide.
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| But I can’t stop running no.
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| And I fall asleep in the safest places I can find.
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| I’m losing religion because I can’t find a god that’s mine.
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| And so it’s back to the old me,
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| Killing you slowly and I’m fine.
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| Show me something.
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| Shake me from my haze.
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| When I need your help.
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| You never saw me coming no.
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| Here in my personal hell.
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| So maybe reasons why
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| I’m losing you are the reasons I can’t hide.
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| But I can’t stop running no.
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| And I fall asleep in the safest places I can find.
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| I’m losing religion because I can’t find a god that’s mine.
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| And so it’s back to the old me,
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| Killing you slowly and I’m fine. |