| Lay your hands on me to finally infect my heart
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| Implant the image
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| I will not resist this soothing lie
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| You seek a savior’s sense
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| Be content with a martyr, me
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| So if you leave me
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| Don’t think that I’ll be found
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| Just 'cause you can’t see since you won’t turn around
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| And if you leave me
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| Don’t think my pain’s erased
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| Just 'cause you are too far from me to hear my screams
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| Without remorse you tied me to the rack
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| Sacrificed for your own good
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| Your experiments put feelings on a tensile test
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| I volunteered without awareness of the consequence
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| Pain
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| So if you leave me
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| Don’t think that I’ll be found
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| Just 'cause you can’t see since you won’t turn around
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| And if you leave me
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| Don’t think my pain’s erased
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| Just 'cause you are too far from me to hear my screams
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| They echo in the air around this hill
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| The hill I struggled up to free my screams
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| They echo in the air around this hill
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| The hill I struggled up
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| Your hands, they burn my skin
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| My words erase your sins
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| Your hands, they burn my skin
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| But still my words may erase your sins
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| So if you leave me
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| Don’t think that I’ll be found
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| Just 'cause you can’t see since you won’t turn around
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| And if you leave me
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| Don’t think my pain’s erased
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| Just 'cause you are too far from me to hear my screams
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| They echo in the air
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| My screams
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| Your hands, they burn |