| I Didn’t mean to fall through your buffer
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| I only mean to bond with another one
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| I want to see if we share the same color
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| I won’t be seen but I’m keen to
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| I will become the thing you uncover
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| Should I be pleased you don’t want another one
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| I won’t leave before the discomfort
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| Wrongful idea, but I want to see you
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| Wait
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| Is it just too late?
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| So much left for you to recover
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| Is it strange
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| That I found it all too late
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| And the memory fades
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| Tell me how do I recover
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| Give me space
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| Give an age I wonder
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| I only tend to see what I’m wanting
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| I won’t pretend if you won’t accompany
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| Though I will say that you stopped at telling
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| You haven’t realized who you’re deceiving
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| I only hoped that you’d consider
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| I understand want fidelity
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| If everything is so unbecoming
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| I will relieve you from this unease but
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| Wait
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| Is it just too late?
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| So much left for you to recover
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| Is it strange
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| That I found it all too late
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| And the memory fades
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| Tell me how do I recover
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| Give me space
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| Oh won’t you vanish in front of me
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| I barely lived with the thought of a lucid mind
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| I wish it wasn’t so suddenly
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| My only hope is before not after
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| I thought you’d might want the company
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| I don’t know why but I thought that I’m at this place
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| Whoever is playing the part of me
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| Whoever is taking the call I answered
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| Wait
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| Is it just too late?
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| So much left for you to recover
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| Is it strange
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| That I found it all too late
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| And the memory fades
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| Tell me how do I recover
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| Give me space |