| Somebody once told me
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| Somebody once told me
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| Somebody once told me
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| We’re just skin and bones
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| But nobody’s somebody
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| If they’ve got someone to hold
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| I knew when I found you I’d never let you go
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| I wish they had told me everything I didn’t know
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| And if we’re all just skin and bones
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| What’s the sound beneath it all
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| That reminds me that there’s something in between
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| The pulse that keeps me moving on
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| And separates the rights from wrongs
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| That tells me where I need to be
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| .Where I
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| And if we’re all just skin and bones
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| If we’re all just skin and bones
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| If we’re all just skin and bones
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| I’m reaching for something I know that I’ve felt before
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| The distance I’m climbing that pushed you out the door
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| And now that it’s over I walk an empty road
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| Back to where I started but with a scar that lets me know
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| That we’re not just skin and bones
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| There’s a sound beneath it all
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| That reminds us that there’s something in between
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| The pulse that keeps me moving on
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| And separates the rights from wrongs
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| And tells me that there’s someone left to be |
| .Where I
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| Somebody’s nobody if you’ve got no one to hold
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| And what’s this feeling inside me that keeps me from moving on and how do I know
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| How to find the way where I belong
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| Without you
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| Without you
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| Without you
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| So if we’re all just skin and bones
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| If we’re all just skin and bones
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| Somebody once told me
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| Somebody once told me
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| Somebody once told me
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| We’re just skin and bones |