| I hold you and I am fearless
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| I touch you and I’m not afraid
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| I see you and I’m overcome
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| With feeling I can’t explain
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| Come say that to my face
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| And I’ll rip out your fucking tongue
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| I reckon you you don’t know my name
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| Take it for granted while the blind
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| Still dream in colors they’ve not yet seen
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| You are a deadline I can’t make
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| Better late then never I always say
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| The last of the romantic
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| Take this for granted while the blind
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| Still dream in colors they’ve not yet seen
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| And scrawl their thoughts
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| On pens that ran out of ink
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| No one to blame but myself (x2)
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| I see your face in the sky
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| Someday I’ll put this behind
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| I’m getting on with my life
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| I tried to tell you everything
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| But my voice is too loud
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| I tried to hold you close to me
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| But my claws are too sharp
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| I’ve seen that dead look before
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| Too paralyzed to move
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| Don’t try to hold me back
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| 'Cuz you’re so afraid to lose
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| The same thing that keeps me alive
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| Is the same one I’ll gladly bite
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| (tell me) That your sorry
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| (tell me) That you love me
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| (tell me) That you’ll be here now
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| While I go blind
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| Still dream in colors they’ve not yet seen
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| And scrawl their thoughts
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| On pens that ran out of ink
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| I see your face in the sky
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| Someday I’ll put this behind
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| I’m getting on with my life
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| I tried to tell you everything
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| But my voice is too loud
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| I tried to hold you close to me
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| But my claws are too sharp
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| But I tried
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| I see your face in the sky
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| Someday I’ll put this behind
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| (I tried to tell you everything but my voice is too loud)
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| I’m getting on with my life
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| And they tell me to look alive |