| We found our past in a shoebox of photographs
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| We realized that the answers have changed
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| For the questions we once asked
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| And I shed my skin for you beneath the clouds of fall
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| And I gave myself for you every time you called
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| Did you lose yourself? |
| Or did you lose it all? |
| (One hour left I have no regrets)
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| Cause when the darkness hits, we all feel so small (one minute left,
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| how could i forget?)
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| And I can see it now and I remember (One second left, I’m about to fail)
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| That the pieces didn’t fit, with the silence of september
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| (Just close the door when you leave)
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| I don’t want to be shelter for your sins
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| Where did we end, I’m sinking in
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| Into the softness of your skin I’m closing myself down, Piece by piece
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| And I, count the seconds, of the minutes, of the hours, that I fear
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| Cause I feel there’s nothing left to do
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| Why are we here?
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| Did you lose yourself, or did you lose it all? |
| (One hour left i have no regrets)
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| Cause when the darkness hits, we all feel so small (One minute left,
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| how could I forget?)
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| And I can see it now and I remember (One second left, I’m about to fail)
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| That the pieces didn’t fit, with the silence of september
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| (Just close the door when you leave) |