| Like «I miss you» and «I'm sorry»
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| But you can’t hear me anyway
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| And your scent lingers on the shirt you left behind
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| But your words disintegrate
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| As they drift gracefully through mine
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| Where do we begin?
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| I can’t do this on my own
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| Let me feel your skin
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| I never meant to let go
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| I lay awake at night and slowly deconstruct my mind
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| 'Til I’m buried in this hole
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| But I’m never left alone
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| 'Cause you still haunt me in my sleep
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| Is this a nightmare or a dream?
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| 'Cause I wake up to your face
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| But I still hear the screams
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| Where do we begin?
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| I can’t do this on my own
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| Let me feel your skin
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| I never meant to let go
|
| Where do we begin?
|
| I can’t do this on my own
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| Let me feel your skin
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| I never meant to let go
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| 'Cause home isn’t a place
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| No, it’s a state of mind
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| I need to feel something from you
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| So I can feel alive
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| 'Cause home isn’t a place
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| No, it’s a state of mind
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| I need to feel something from you
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| So I can feel alive
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| 'Cause you still haunt me in my sleep
|
| Is this a nightmare or a dream?
|
| 'Cause I wake up to your face
|
| But I still hear the screams
|
| Where do we begin?
|
| I can’t do this on my own
|
| Let me feel your skin
|
| I never meant to let go
|
| Where do we begin?
|
| I can’t do this on my own
|
| Let me feel your skin
|
| I never meant to let go
|
| 'Cause home isn’t a place
|
| No, it’s a state of mind
|
| I need to feel something from you
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| So I can feel alive
|
| 'Cause home isn’t a place
|
| No, it’s a state of mind
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| I need to feel something from you
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| So I can feel alive |