| Can you tell me
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| Where your fingers end and mine begin
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| Cause I can’t tell
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| Visions blurry
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| I’m tired of holding on, drowning in self harm
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| And I’m melting your eyes beneath the cigarette smoke sky
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| And when worlds collide you just might realise what you love and its gone
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| Your hair pulled back and your eyes blood red
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| Butterfly kisses on my skin
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| Wasted youth in the fistful of regrets
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| Haunted by all the things I wished I’d said
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| and wax butterflies all on the bed
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| In this motel, times moves slowly
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| It feels like a homemade bomb, I’m struggling to disarm
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| And this thorn in my side, bleeds until my veins run dry
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| I traced your love line, I laid my heart inside your palm
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| And it’s gone
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| Your hair pulled back and your eyes blood red
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| Butterfly kisses on my skin
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| Wasted youth in the fistful of regrets
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| Pretend I’m asleep in the passenger seat
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| Getting harder to breathe with my head to my knees
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| And I’m filled with regret from the things that I said
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| When the air gets thin, you’re my oxygen
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| Cause all these lights and all these sounds get better and brighter when you’re
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| around
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| And as my feet come off the ground, I couldn’t care less if I came back down
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| And now I’m burning like a falling star to catch your love
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| It goes a million miles an hour and I can’t keep up
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| Replaying all the things you told me, I’ve been lost and lonely
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| Yeah, you’re the glow in my crucible and the flames will stoke till they burn
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| my paper heart
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| I’m burning like a falling star to catch your love
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| It goes a million miles an hour and I can’t keep up
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| Replaying all the things you told me, I’ve been lost and lonely
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| Yeah, you’re the glow in my crucible and the flames will stoke till they burn
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| my paper heart
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| And now I’m burning like a falling star to catch your love
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| It goes a million miles an hour and I can’t keep up
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| Replaying all the things you told me, I’ve been lost and lonely
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| Yeah, you’re the glow in my crucible and the flames will stoke till they burn
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| my paper heart |