| You disappeared with violins adrift among the sheets
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| To finally find the calm that comes with sleep
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| Erasing every crime in every crease
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| Shield your heart with sequins and with patience on your side;
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| A concrete path of silent battle cries
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| Re-learn the steps they taught you all your life
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| Gold rushed out of the poorest place
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| And the air was laden like you couldn’t make it out
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| Blood came back to your silver face
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| And stayed there long enough
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| To really light you up
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| And that’s, that’s how you made it back from the edge of love
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| Through veins and rivers run an element that can’t be sold
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| Moments all too fleeting to be told
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| Lustre in the metal you can’t mould
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| Gold rushed out of the poorest place
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| And the air was laden like you couldn’t make it out
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| The blood came back to your pale face
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| And stayed there long enough
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| To really light you up
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| And that’s, that’s how you made it back from the edge of love
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| From the edge of love x4
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| You disappeared with violins adrift among the sheets
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| To finally find the calm that comes with sleep |