| For years she didn’t have a name
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| She needs me to give it back to her
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| Neither does she have a face
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| But I feel as though I know her well
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| She’s younger than me, but buried so deep
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| What is she doin' in my dream?
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| She waits for me to solve her mystery
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| But how could I guess her name?
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| The distance between us
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| Fills the air
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| And I don’t remember
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| She sheds a tear
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| It fills the air
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| But I don’t remember
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| I hear her voice
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| It fills the air
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| But I can’t remember her name
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| I don’t remember her name
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| Breath of a dirty kid, bones of glass
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| She’s keeping mum her belly full of hate
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| Consciously hiding from her past
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| I can’t leave her to her fate
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| I’m the one to help
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| She’s bleeding giving me the feeling
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| And it’s my duty to dry her blood away
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| How can I guess her name?
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| The distance between us
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| Fills the air
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| And I don’t remember
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| She sheds a tear
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| It fills the air
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| But I don’t remember
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| I hear her voice
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| It fills the air
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| But I can’t remember her name
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| I don’t remember her name
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| A heart covered by footprints and scars
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| It’s insane
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| I can’t believe what she’s showin' me
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| Who’s the one to blame?
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| Oh, those memories
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| Repression is a way to survive
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| Suddenly I remeber her name
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| But I shudder to return it
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| I don’t wanna share it
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| I don’t wanna share it
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| It’s mine
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| No, I don’t wanna share it
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| It’s mine
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| I don’t wanna share it
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| It’s mine
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| No, I don’t wanna share it
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| Now I remember
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| Remember her name
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| Now I remember
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| And I try
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| And I try
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| To forget again |