| Lonely, there is someone else who will hold me
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| Slowly, I need a life unholy
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| I’m in a city that’s forgotten you
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| Don’t make it easy
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| I’m sick of you
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| Your eyes aren’t on it much
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| And I don’t mean to stare
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| I’m just not used to this sort of air
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| I know where you wanna go
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| Though you’re on your own
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| Oh I am full of thought but
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| I’ll miss out on you
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| Hungry, you’re like a child I need to force feed
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| On me, I’m wearing velvet you’re a three-piece
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| I see you read me, it’s in your look
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| You’re not exactly looking over but
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| Your eyes aren’t on it much
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| And I don’t mean to stare
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| I’m just not used to this sort of air
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| I know where you wanna go
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| Though you’re on your own
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| Oh I am full of thought but
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| I’ll miss out on you
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| I can’t bare to see you grow
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| Even though you don’t
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| Oh I am full of thought but
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| I’ll miss out on you
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| In sleep
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| I’m frozen, not anxious
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| Just falling
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| I’m not over-tired
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| I am wired
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| In sleep
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| I’m frozen, not anxious
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| Just falling
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| I’m not over-tired
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| I am wired
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| I know where you wanna go
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| Though you’re on your own
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| Oh I am full of thought but
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| I’ll miss out on you (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) |