| Take me, I don’t mind
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| Said it’s this one that wastes my time
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| Did they see that, can they feel it too
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| It’s not this one that I’m used to
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| When I wake up at my favourite brink
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| It’s not this one that I will think about too much
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| Can they feel it too
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| It’s not this one that’s better than you
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| Just better for me than
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| Don’t be long
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| I don’t belong at all
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| Silence overgrown, yea that is where I live
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| And where I live alone
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| When there’s no ice what is it I break
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| See I talk to myself, but don’t know what to say
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| And when I check in at my favourite brink
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| It’s not this one that I will think about too much
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| What is it I break
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| Well usually that depends on the day
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| And who’s in my way
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| Don’t be long
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| I don’t belong at all
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| Take me, I don’t mind
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| Said it’s this one that wastes my time
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| Did you see that, can you feel it too
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| What I’m used to is the silence when it’s overgrown
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| Yea that is where I live and where I live a lonely life
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| No ice, what is it I break
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| Depends on the day and who’s in my way
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| And when I wake up at my favourite brink
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| It’s not this one that I will think about too much
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| Can they feel it too
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| No better than you
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| Just better for me than you |