| I’ve hardly been outside my room in days,
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| 'Cause I don’t feel that I deserve the sunshine’s rays.
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| The darkness helped until the whiskey wore away,
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| And it was then I realized that conscience never fades.
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| When you’re young you have this image of your life:
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| That you’ll be scrupulous and one day even make a wife.
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| And you make boundaries you’d never dream to cross,
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| And if you happen to you wake completely lost.
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| But I will fight for you, be sure that
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| I will fight until we’re the special two once again.
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| And we will only need each other, we’ll bleed together,
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| Our hands will not be taught to hold another’s,
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| 'Cause we’re the special two.
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| And we could only see each other, we’ll breathe together,
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| These arms will not be taught to need another’s,
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| 'Cause we’re the special two.
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| I remember someone old once said to me:
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| «That lies will lock you up with truth the only key.»
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| But I was comfortable and warm inside my shell,
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| And couldn’t see this place would soon become my hell.
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| So is it better to tell and hurt or lie to save their face?
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| Well I guess the answer is don’t do it in the first place.
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| I know I’m not deserving of your trust from you right now,
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| Oh But if by chance you change your mind you know I will not
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| Let you down 'cause we were the special two, and will be again.
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| And we will only need each other, we’ll bleed together,
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| Our hands would not be taught to hold another’s,
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| 'Cause we’re the special two.
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| And we could only see each other we’ll breathe together,
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| These arms will not be taught to need another’s
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| And we’re the special two.
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| I step outside my mind’s eyes for a minute.
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| And I look over me like a doctor looking for disease,
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| Or something that could ease the pain.
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| But nothing cures the hurt you, you bring on by yourself,
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| Just remembering, just remembering how we were
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| When we would only need each other, we’d bleed together,
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| These hands would not be taught to hold another’s,
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| We were the special two.
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| And we could only see each other we’d bleed together,
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| These arms would not be taught to need another’s
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| 'Cause we’re the special two. |