| It should come as no surprise…
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| The motions were not enough to mesmerize
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| And all the trees, they shook for miles around, just crying out
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| Tainted by the look in your eyes…
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| The garden is now overgrown (the seeds we’ve thrown)
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| I cannot stay here anymore
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| The waters red for miles around, just singing out
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| I’m singing out…
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| I feel I’m losing my faith in everything
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| I feel you’ve fallen out of view
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| Now, have you lost your faith in me?!
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| What the hell have I put myself through?!
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| I’m digging holes for desertion
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| What else is left to do?
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| I’ll tell you I did it to save you the time…
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| But the truth’s I have nothing to do…
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| Well
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| Oh, Lord…
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| Oh, God…
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| Or
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| Oh, Something?!
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| I broke a sweat tonight, while dreaming of you
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| In the moments that I’m lacking such clarity, decency…
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| What the hell can I do?!
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| And all the trees, they will weep at the sound of your feet coming close in the
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| night…
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| They’ll scream «We didn’t know what’s wrong from right!»
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| And I still can’t sing these words in tune
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| Only you can save me from myself
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| I wrote this beat at the sound of your feet getting closer…
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| You’re getting closer, but I still remain quite unchanged and the secrets I
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| keep won’t redeem what’s been lost in me
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| And it kills me…
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| It really kills me |