| Reaching and grasping for what’s not there
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| All I have for you I can’t see, but I feel like the air
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| Hands outstretched, I can’t catch your attention
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| And how I’ve tried
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| It seems I’ve grown dull on you
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| And what’s worse is these uncovered lies
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| I stand in disbelief as the ground caves under me
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| How long has this gone on?
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| How many more have you done so wrong?
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| Under your spell, it’s an uncertain hell
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| And a slow break, one I know too well
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| The divine were so kind to gift you that angelic face
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| How I thought you matched that inside
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| But now I’ve come to find that’s not the case
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| And your coven, so loving, hang on to your every word
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| But once they are swept off their feet
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| The noose will release on your curse
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| I can’t stand what I see, now that you can’t face me
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| How long has this gone on?
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| How many more have you done so wrong?
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| Under your spell, it’s an uncertain hell
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| And a slow break, one I know too well
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| Come moths towards the flame
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| Burn up and be tamed
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| I escaped and I bare the scars
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| His dangerous game I now watch from afar
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| How long has this gone on?
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| How many more have you done so wrong?
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| Under your spell, it’s an uncertain hell
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| And a slow break, one I know too well
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| I stand in disbelief as the ground caves under me
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| I can’t stand what I see, now that you can’t face me |