| Given up to me
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| You’re living, rotting in my dream
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| Morning lights to red
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| I think I’ve had too much already
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| So violently to touch, it’s tearing me up
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| So beautifully to clutch, I’m feeling so weak
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| So violently to touch, you’re everything
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| So violently to touch
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| Because you’re always slipping away
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| Because you’re always slipping away from me
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| Always slipping away
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| Because you’re always slipping away from me
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| Aimless misery
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| Things aren’t always what they seem
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| Anger lay to rest
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| I’ve never been the one to follow
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| So violently to touch, it’s tearing me down
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| So beautifully to clutch is what you believe
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| So violently to touch, I’m anything
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| So violently to touch
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| Because you’re always slipping away
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| Because you’re always slipping away from me
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| Always slipping away
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| Because you’re always slipping away from me
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| Not a memory
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| Your cup of life is overflowing
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| There to catch the fall
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| Bending down to kiss the sorrow
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| So silently to touch, it’s tearing me down
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| Innocently to clutch, I’m feeling so weak
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| So violently to touch, I’m anything
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| So violently to touch
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| Because you’re always slipping away
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| Because you’re always slipping away from me
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| Always slipping away
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| Because you’re always slipping away from me |