| Does the darkness fill you up
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| Bright flashes, your cheeks flushed
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| Don’t say it don’t say it
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| Because it’s still a part of you
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| It’s a part of me as well
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| We can watch it from a distance
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| Resistance is futile
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| Don’t shiver from cold out
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| The sun rise is brutal
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| Sleep on the fold out
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| And your lungs are filling up
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| And you stutter ecstatic
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| Eyes flutter like an addict
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| And it’s still a part of you
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| It’s a part of me as well
|
| We can watch it from a distance
|
| Resistance is futile
|
| Don’t shiver from cold out
|
| The sun rise is brutal
|
| Sleep on the fold out
|
| It’s never good unless it’s great
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| You always complicate
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| All the simple joy, a simple boy
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| You finally had a taste
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| Did the darkness let you down
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| It’s just static there’s no sound
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| Don’t say it don’t say it
|
| Because it’s still a part of you
|
| It’s a part of me as well
|
| We can watch it in the distance
|
| Resistance is futile
|
| Don’t shiver from cold out
|
| The sun rise is brutal
|
| Sleep on the fold out
|
| It’s never good unless it’s great
|
| You always complicate
|
| All the simple joy, a simple boy
|
| You finally had a taste
|
| Resistance is futile
|
| Don’t shiver from cold out
|
| The sun rise is brutal
|
| Sleep on the fold out |