| I’ll have you know what’s done
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| Has turned this boy into stone
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| Captures the light in thieves
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| And underneath your sleeves
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| She’s telling lies, she speaks in tongue again
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| I’m breaking bread at your communion
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| And it tastes like sweet revenge
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| I’ll hold my breath, until the story ends
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| I’d wait for you, until you told me when. |
| when?
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| My heart for your soul leaves nothing to offer
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| What’s left of this hole, keeps falling short
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| My heart for your soul, its all falling short
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| How dare you treat this the same way
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| The hand that meets you, is the hand that leads you
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| Do the wings that try become the wings that fly?
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| Last night I wrote you a letter and it changed the world
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| Last night I wrote you a letter and it changed the world
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| My heart for your soul leaves nothing to offer
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| What’s left of this hole, keeps falling short
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| My heart for your soul, its all falling short
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| I dare you treat this the same way
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| Lavish homes for vanished hearts
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| There’s something I need to get off my chest
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| There’s something I need to get off my chest
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| There’s something I need to get off my chest
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| There’s something I need to get off my chest
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| Hold on, until you’re out of breath
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| Hold on, until there’s nothing left
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| Last night I wrote you a letter and it changed the world |