| You are the process
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| in which I wear myself out.
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| You are the poison
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| I drink in daily amounts.
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| I placed you in crimson,
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| you donned that nightingale blue.
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| I braced for fire,
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| but you brought the oceans with you.
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| If nothing ever moves you
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| like it should do
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| when you look into my eyes,
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| it’s a lie, a vicious lie.
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| And everytime I look back,
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| it’s a flashback
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| that our luck can turn around.
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| I gasp for air, you drag me down.
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| I try to focus,
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| I try to figure it out,
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| misguided notions
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| mixed with currents
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| that are dragging me down.
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| You took your best shot,
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| I know I’ll cling to the -----.
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| I live with what I got
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| and I’m thankful
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| for the commons' table.
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| If nothing ever moves you
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| like it should do
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| when you look into my eyes,
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| it’s a lie, a vicious lie.
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| And everytime I look back,
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| it’s a flashback
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| that our luck can turn around.
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| I gasp for air, you drag me down.
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| Don’t mistake my love for sorrow,
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| don’t you trade this loss for pain.
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| Things will change, you’ll see tomorrow,
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| you will never have a hold of me again.
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| Don’t mistake my love for sorrow,
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| don’t you trade this loss for pain.
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| Things will change, you’ll see tomorrow,
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| you will never have a hold of me again.
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| You will never have a hold of me again. |