| What did I say, you’re in a love on the way out
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| It’s enough, form gliding us down to the frame
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| How could I save something you’ve taken away now
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| It’s the same, falling and biting them back for the last time alone
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| that’s enough of us for some, for one
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| Do anything, cut my idle down
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| Tired of hope higher than snow
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| Do anything, cut my idle down
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| Tired of hope higher than snow
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| If you thing you’re malleable
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| You set your mind on this
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| I am bothered by the words
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| You’re my lover now I think I have to
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| Say I’m not indelible
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| Lay another edit so
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| I know where my lover’s story lies
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| How do I say everything’s all in its place now
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| Every mark, tearing it’s way through the earth and the bark
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| What could I say, never be taken away now
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| How’d you find, something to keep in the back of your mind
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| Send it up in a little one for some, for one
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| Do anything, cut my idle down
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| Tired of hope higher than snow
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| Do anything, cut my idle down
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| Tired of hope higher than snow
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| If you think you’re malleable
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| You set your mind on this
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| Every minute that you waste I
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| I’ll have for my self
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| I’m gonna find a way to stay indelible
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| lay another edit so
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| I know where my lover’s story lies
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| Now take all my art
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| Take your mind out
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| Lay it out
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| If you think you’re malleable
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| Listen now for her
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| My only sound won’t put me down |