| Found myself alone
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| With nothing but a dialogue inside
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| Fear it comes from me
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| Falling from the razor’s edge
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| But when it leaves
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| What’s the point if only failure awaits me?
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| I feel like giving up
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| Love is a hole that drains from me…
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| Yesterday you moved away from me
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| Your apathy is clear
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| I know it’s only fair
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| But I will miss you idiosyncrasies
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| How I long for moments when
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| I don’t have grief
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| For all I’ve lost in you and me
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| All the blood — it drains from me…
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| The day that you moved on
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| The day that you moved on
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| The day that you moved on
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| The day that you moved on…
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| Ohh…
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| The day that you moved on
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| The day that you moved on
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| The day that you moved on
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| The day that you moved on
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| The day that you moved on… |