| Woke in a sweat
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| What I can’t forget, and what I’ll never ask to
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| Tell me that I’m something that you just don’t know
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| Tell me that I’m somewhere you don’t want to go
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| Tell me that I’m some place you don’t want to know
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| Like the back of your hand
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| I don’t understand
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| Undone, disarmed
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| Well I don’t know and you don’t mind
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| This time there’s no time
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| Well I don’t know and you don’t mind
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| Deep inside of the day, anyone else would fall in your arms
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| But I do not
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| Do I, do I, do I want that
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| I was something that you just couldn’t feel
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| I was something that you couldn’t feel that was real
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| I believed you when you shut your eyes and dreamed a dream without me
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| Mmmmmmmmm
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| Sometimes I don’t think about you
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| Hmmmmmmmm
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| Sometimes I don’t think about it
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| Oh oh
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| Tears are falling in the underground
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| Falling into thoughts that turn to colours
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| The colours are the colours of my thoughts and they’re painting you
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| Sometimes I live my own life, my own life |