| I can feel the pain in you
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| Pulling me through
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| I can feel the hand within
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| Casting me in
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| These things I’ve known
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| But then I’m not alone
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| I can take the days like a fool
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| When nothing seems too cruel
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| Ripping me apart
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| Scraping down my heart
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| Now it seems so clear
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| Nothing’s breathing here
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| Its such a price my dear
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| Take me home for one last time and stop the fear
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| Because it’s too long now to leave
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| I’m too much in love to breathe
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| When every day you make me go
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| To hell and back with you
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| But I’m not going to crack — yet
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| It’s such a thing to prove
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| When you’re crushing every move
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| Its such a thing to lose
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| Like a needle in a bruise
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| But I can’t be wrong
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| The dangers never gone
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| Now it seems so clear
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| Nothing’s breathing here
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| Its such a price my dear
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| Take me home for one last time and stop the fear
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| Because it’s too long now to leave
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| I’m too much in love to breathe
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| When every day you make me go
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| To hell and back with you
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| But I’m not going to crack
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| It’s too long now to leave
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| I’m too much in love to breathe
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| When every day you make me go
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| To hell and back with you
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| But I’m not going to crack — yet |