| On the brink of losing my voice
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| I just want to make a sound
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| I don’t wanna feel so alone
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| But I do when you’re not around
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| All the sympathy makes it easy
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| Easy to forget
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| Forgive, forget where you came from
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| Cause our memories are a threat
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| Cause our memories have a breath
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| Cause our memories are a threat
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| Cause our memories have a breath
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| Cause our memories are a threat
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| Every moment awake I bite
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| More than I can chew
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| Give my eyes a bit of your sun
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| To look into all afternoon
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| On the brink of breaking my back
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| I keep tripping over your steps
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| Everything is hard to do
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| When our memories are a threat
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| Cause our memories have a breath
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| Cause our memories are a threat
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| Cause our memories have a breath
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| Cause our memories are a threat
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| They’re still breathing life to me
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| Yeah, they’re still alive to me |