| You fall apart at easy gatherings
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| You’re just a loner so just escape
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| I’ll hold 'em off with long meandering strings
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| I’m always in, always in the way
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| I’m always in, always in the way
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| Your sparkle’s all I will inherit
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| My love is in an outward spiral
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| I’ll tell you everything whenever you want
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| In the vanishing geometry of fire
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| In the vanishing geometry of fire
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| There’s a fabric to the low branches
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| I see the patterns in the dirt
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| The way I trickle off the ribbon when you blink
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| And fall into the collar of your shirt
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| And fall into the collar of your shirt
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| And fall into the collar of your shirt
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| I do not want to believe it
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| It’s better off that I don’t know
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| I’m so afraid your love is leaving me
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| Never tells me where it goes
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| And I can’t hear myself down here
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| I hear no sounds
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| But everything is screaming out for you
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| When you’re not around
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| But I can feel it getting closer
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| Like summer on the edges
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| Whenever I approach you
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| Your body language changes
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| I do not want to believe it
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| It’s better off that I don’t know
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| I’m so afraid your love is leaving me
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| Never tells me where it goes
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| And I can’t hear myself down here
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| I can’t hear no sounds
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| When everything is screaming out for you
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| When you’re not around
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| But I can feel it getting closer
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| Like summer on the edges
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| Whenever I approach you
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| Your body language changes |