| I’ve felt the cold under my skin
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| I’ve hunted down for nothin' now
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| And why’s it always have to end like this?
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| Be mystical, but sensible and I’ll hold my tongue
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| Could it be another memory we’ve missed?
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| If you feel nothin' anymore, then walk away from this
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| And I thought I knew what I wanted
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| What makes you so damn comfortable will only end in tears
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| Oh, and we’ve got something like this
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| My centrefold’s made up of bones, but they hold nothing now
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| An empty cage to lockdown everything you need
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| Three wishes won’t free me at all, you got my tongue
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| Still I hold on, here’s everything we bleed
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| If you feel nothin' anymore, then walk away from this
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| And I thought I knew what I wanted
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| What makes you so damn comfortable will only end in tears
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| Oh, and we’ve got something like this
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| If you feel nothing anymore, then walk away from this
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| And I thought I knew what I wanted
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| What makes you so damn comfortable will only end in tears
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| Oh, and we’ve got something like this |