| So now you’re mine and it really shows
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| Give me speed and a place to go
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| And a knife to bring back what I know
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| It didn’t hurt a bit
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| I hate this curse of tenderness
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| So hit me hard and break the spell
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| That keeps me weak and so unreal
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| No matter how it feels
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| Sweetness and light in your cold
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| Scratch your surface with a knife
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| Just an inch from your life
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| It’s the kindest cut of all
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| Today I’ll take a leap of faith
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| I hope there’s solid ground beneath
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| Enough to dig a shallow grave
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| Just like the good ol' days
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| Sweetness and light in your cold
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| Scratch your surface with a knife
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| Just an inch from your life
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| It’s the kindest cut of all
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| The kindest cut of all
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| Sweetness and light in your cold
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| Scratch your surface with a knife
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| Just an inch from your life
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| It’s the kindest cut of all
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| Of all
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| Of all
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| So now you’re mine and it really shows |