| There’s a fire burning
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| And I’m learning to be
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| So much more than my tiredness
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| So much more than that old witch sleep wishes
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| She kisses my eyelids
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| And I breathe
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| You don’t have to be brilliant
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| She says as she scrolls
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| Through the roles that the millions
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| Of hollering hollow folk know how to play
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| It’s ok
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| They’re just shadows searching for light
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| They can’t stay
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| Sleep now, oh, she says
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| Tomorrow’s jokes have yet to be laughed at or said
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| Just rest now, she moans
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| Then the hollow folk come
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| Pour me wine by my bed
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| And their dead hollers hum at the things that I’ve said
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| And say no, no, no, no
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| Cos you are in the earth of me
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| You are in the earth of me
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| My head’s not yours it’s mine
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| Cos you are in the earth of me
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| Somehow now I’m drinking
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| And I’m lifting my glass
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| To that last good man grace
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| Who has left me, he’s left me at last
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| And I laugh, and I laugh
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| Cos laughing right now, it’s all, it’s all that I have
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| You’re better than this
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| He says as a hand slaps my face as I stand
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| And say no good man grace
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| I can’t do this (you can)
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| I can’t do this (you can)
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| I can’t do this (you can)
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| I can’t do this you don’t understand
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| Sleep now, oh, she pleads
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| You’re not a coward cos you cower
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| You brave because they broke you
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| Yet broken still you breathe
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| So breathe, breathe just breathe
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| Then the hollow folk pour me
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| Another shard full of glass
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| And I toast to their talents
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| And I forgive them at last
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| Cos I know, oh I know, I know
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| That you are in the earth of me
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| You are in the earth of me
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| My head’s no yours it’s mine
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| And I’ll take my fucking time
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| Cos I know, I know, I know
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| Let’s bury this
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| I’m all yours
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| But you’re all mine
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| Let’s dance together
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| You and I
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| Cos I’m not trapped
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| With you you see
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| You’re the one who’s
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| Trapped with me
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| Cos I’ve been here so many times before
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| Don’t you think I look pretty
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| Curled up on this bathroom floor
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| But where you see weakness I see wit
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| Sometimes I fall to pieces
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| Just to see what bits of me don’t fit
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| Cos I when I stand oh those folks will run
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| And tell the tales of what I’ve become
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| They’ll speak of me in whispered tones
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| And say my name like it shakes their bones
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| Cos we’ll dance together so close we’re sharing breath
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| But now I’m leading doesn’t that just scare you to death
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| Cos I’m all yours
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| You’re all mine
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| Let’s dance together
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| You and I
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| Cos I’m not trapped
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| With you you see
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| You’re the one who’s
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| Trapped with me
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| Cos you are in the earth of me
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| You are in the earth of me
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| My head’s not yours it’s mine
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| And I’ll take my fucking time
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| Cos I know, I know, I know |