| Hide your teeth, take us underneath
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| The spine you keep hardens as you sleep
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| Oh, you’re turning in circles again
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| Oh, you’re turning in circles again
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| Now you stand before me, a broken man
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| I will comfort you as best I can
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| A loving mother with a heart so broken
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| You are my son, you were the one
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| I’m screaming to hold on
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| You are my son, you were the one
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| I’m screaming to hold on
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| You are the only one
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| Honestly you were my only son
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| Oh, you’re turning in circles again (Circles again)
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| Oh, you’re turning in circles again
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| The uncomfortable weather that you inevitably did bring
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| With you that summer sickness that shook you from limb to limb
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| And I brought forward the floods that blessed your aching hands and blistered
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| feet
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| I hope to never witness you roaming empty streets
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| You are my son, you were the one
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| I’m screaming to hold on
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| You are my son, you were the one
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| I’m screaming to hold on
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| This temporary calm, you’ll find comfort in these arms
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| When you stood before me, a broken man
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| I tried to comfort you but you turned and ran
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| And I promised that I’d never leave you
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| But it’s hard when I can’t reach you
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| You’re already gone
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| Honestly, you’re already gone |