| Head to toe and skin to skin where do I end
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| Where do you begin to join the thread
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| Taking back the only thing a boy desires
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| Like standing in a wind swept wild fire
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| Emotions I’ve wasted
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| Buried in cold hard ground
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| If only to taste it
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| Crashing around in my mouth
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| Pushing through my throat
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| Taking me down to where I’ve been before
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| But nothing can get it off
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| No nothing can get it off
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| At times I’ve tried I’ve even done my very best
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| Been on more bathroom floors than a plumbers vest
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| I give and give but I don’t Know what to receive
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| I pray but there’s no voice to answer me
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| Emotions I’ve wasted
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| Buried in cold hard ground
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| If only to taste it
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| Crashing around in my mouth
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| Pushing through my throat
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| Taking me down to where I’ve been before
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| But nothing can get it off
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| No nothing can get it off
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| But nothing can get it off
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| No nothing can get it off
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| And they hurt you
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| They’ll tell you they know just how it feels
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| But they hurt you
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| And then someone
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| A loved one
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| Deserts you
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| And you’ve got to let it go
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| But nothing can get it off
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| No nothing can get it off
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| But nothing can get it off
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| No nothing can get it off |