| Watch from the woods — the forest on fire.
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| How can we breath if we’re too afraid to ask?
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| She’s so amazing,
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| She could make orphans tell her their father’s words.
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| But does your tongue register the taste
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| Of every conviction I’m not ashamed to have?
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| You know that I am just alone
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| And I’m not ashamed of that.
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| So bite your lip so we both know he’s on the phone
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| A trip overseas to be alone again, up again soon.
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| So what happens when your self respect has wrenched out
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| The rest that is subduing
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| It’s too physical, it’s impossible to appease this boy.
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| Freeze frame
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| Ghost of what’s left of the so cold.
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| What is so worthless
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| She has it all
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| She could walk the walls thinking
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| «Speaks so well of untransparency».
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| So bite your lip so we both know he’s on the phone
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| A trip overseas to be alone again, up again soon.
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| The ghost can see you now.
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| The ghost can see you now.
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| Yesterday
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| I’ll be alive done watching you die.
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| Is the ink in his face what’s backing your eyes?
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| Just ??? |
| won’t mend this, this broken heart
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| This broken heart |