| Completely untouchable, I knew no surprises
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| Wrapped in a cold world of my own devising
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| But I heard you smashing and swinging hard outside
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| Saw your sweet face and I nearly died, I nearly died
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| Violently you came to me
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| Said I could be
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| A different man, a different man
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| Violently your words hit me
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| And I broke gently into your hands
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| A frozen survivor, all brittle and hateful
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| I’m uncomprehending — who would want this fool?
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| But you chipped away until some poor soul appeared
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| Shivering, trembling, stumbling around
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| Then you brought me near…
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| Violently, violently
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| I broke into your hands
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| Into your hands
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| Give me your hand |