| I’ve been waiting all my life
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| To faintly see my lovers eyes
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| Holding to the grace seat for the dead
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| Holding to the holes inside my hands
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| I’ve been taking fix to others ways
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| Seeing that their hearts hang over mine
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| Seeing that theres stains behind my eyes
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| Wanting to get away from this constant malaise
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| Don’t you?
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| She’s deciding to leave again
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| Standing with her foot outside the door
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| She’s caressing me with feathers now
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| I can see the end is nearing me
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| She’s convulsing begging save this one
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| I can take soul slicing taxing arrays
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| Wanting her to take and hold my hand
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| Tell me theres a prayer left for me
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| Into the Unknown
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| Riding down a highway set on dreams
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| We can hear the soft sweet lullabies
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| Whispering were nothing quit it all
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| Telling us were to high come back down
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| I’ve been taking fix to others ways
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| Seeing that their hearts hang over mine
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| Seeing that theres stains behind my eyes
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| Wanting to get away from this constant malaise
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| Into the unknown |