| If i can’t get myself together
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| if i can’t stop ourselves from parting
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| I feel our place is being flooded
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| and i can feel that we’re hurting for certain
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| but this is an exercise of our will
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| too much of this will always come to this
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| But we are bound together
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| i am in your, you’re in my clutch
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| for we are forever bound together
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| but this is too much, too much
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| What will we do if i refuse to be with me
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| will will i say if i don’t talk to me
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| who the hell would i be if i were alone
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| i know who i am but who would i be
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| For we are forever bound together
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| you are in my, i’m in your clutch
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| we are forever bound together
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| but this is too much, too much
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| oh this is too much. |