| Sometimes I feel like my affections can be blind and are too generous
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| Cluttered up assumptions in my mind and can be dangerous
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| Hold my breath and breathe it out, my thoughts have time to circulate
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| It’s been way too long since I’ve been asking me if I’m okay
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| Floating in the air into a world that’s not so parallel
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| I can feel your presence, but the present can’t present itself
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| I should stick my pivot foot before we start to fade away
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| I think we should clarify that I’m the one who’s got to say that
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| It’s my fault
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| So don’t you cry
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| We’re caught in a hiccup, now
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| Caught in a hiccup, now
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| We’re so good
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| And I don’t know why
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| We’re caught in a hiccup, now
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| Caught in a hiccup, now
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| So don’t go
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| Don’t go
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| Don’t go
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| Don’t go
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| Don’t go
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| Don’t go |