| Notes in the room when I’m with you
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| It’s an echo
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| In come my tongue when I kiss you
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| It’s a tattoo
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| Little letters, little letters
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| Black and blue
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| Little letters, little letters
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| Hidden in you
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| Ghosts in the street when we’re walking
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| It’s a shadow
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| Struggle to breathe when you’re talking
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| Is a virtue
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| Little letters, little letters
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| Black and blue
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| Little letters, little letters
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| Hidden from view
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| Heart’s in my hands when I hold you
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| When i hold you
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| Words that will slip from your lips
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| Oh how they own you
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| Little letters, little letters
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| Black and blue
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| Little letters, little letters
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| Hidden in you
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| Heart through the glass through the marks that you can’t erase
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| Pulling strings 'til the silence within you breaks
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| Little words you can choose to create and shout and it’s over
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| Shout and it’s over
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| Heart through the glass through the marks that you can’t erase
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| Pulling strings 'til the silence within you breaks
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| Little words you can choose to create and shout and it’s over
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| Shout and it’s over
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| Shout and it’s over
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| Little letters, little letters
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| Oh little letters, little letters
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| Little letters, little letters
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| Little letters, little letters
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| Just shout and it’s over
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| Just shout and it’s over |