| Sometimes I breakdown
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| Sometimes I whither in the wind
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| Piercing through my skin, in and out my soul
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| And then I realize, that all I’ve ever learned to know is something I can never
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| truly understand
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| You’re just like a mystery
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| Tell me what’s underneath
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| I just want a figure just like the shape of your silhouette
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| My curiosity is slowly eating me
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| I just want a reason, a reason why I’m in the dark
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| Oh do you ever feel what I feel?
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| Oh do you ever see what I see?
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| I don’t believe in fairy tales, I don’t believe in change
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| I don’t believe in love
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| But I believe in you, I believe this is real, I believe things will never be
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| the same
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| A closer look at
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| So intriguing with the way you watch yourself
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| I just want to know your signs
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| And when you turn to me
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| That face of vulnerability is the look I can never truly understand
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| You’re just like a mystery
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| Tell me what’s underneath
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| I just want a figure like the curves of your physique
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| My curiosity is slowly eating me, I just want a reason why I’m in the dark
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| Oh do you ever feel what I feel?
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| Oh do you ever see what I see?
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| I don’t believe in fairy tales, I don’t believe in change
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| I don’t believe in love
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| But I believe in you, I believe this is real, I believe things will never be
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| the same
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| I don’t believe in love |