| I can hear by the way that her breath stands out
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| Softly against the sound of the sheets
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| She can use her weight to pull me down
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| Down to where the octopi sleep
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| And I’m drifting off as my ears get number
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| Forget the way I was coming from
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| How can I rest on this raging sea
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| If I know that she is right there with me
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| But I never sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep
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| My baby’s good at strangling me
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| But I never sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep
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| My baby’s good at strangling me
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| And my arms are tentacles
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| I’m leaning tall
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| I can feel her face
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| I can taste her all
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| Cut them off cause I know
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| I have an extensive reach
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| But I still have nothing to eat
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| This is a marathon
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| And I’m running scared
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| Cause my head is drowning and my thoughts are weird
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| I can’t believe this is ending me
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| If only we could steal a little time
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| But I never sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep
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| My baby’s good at strangling me
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| But I never sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep
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| My baby’s good at strangling me
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| Inside, my
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| I want to bite you
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| Before I leave |