| Oh how we carry with us, traumas of the past
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| Faithful to moulds in which we’re cast
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| Hand me down dysfunction, recidivist desire
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| Watch me throw another lover on the fire
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| There’s a great white elephant, hidden in the room
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| Maybe you didn’t see him in the gloom
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| You say that I am empty, emotionally devoid
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| Blame it on whatever, happened to the boy
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| And maybe it’s better we don’t talk about it all
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| Maybe it’s better we don’t talk at all but…
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| …don't you want to be by my side?
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| I only want to be by your side
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| Don’t you want to be by my side?
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| I only want to be by your side
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| The boy in the photograph made me want to cry…
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| …when I saw the emotion in his eyes
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| Is it any wonder I’m struggling to cope?
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| Is it any wonder we’re giving up hope?
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| And maybe it’s better we don’t talk about it all
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| Maybe it’s better we don’t talk at all but… |