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There is no such thing as whole. |
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Everything you say you stole |
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In an open book that no one reads |
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Fold me up and put me back in the place where you used to keep your heart |
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Im trying so hard to look away from you |
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I don't want to feel this way forever |
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Gotta cut away, clear away |
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I don't wanna feel this overwhelming |
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I write to you from hell, my song, leaving the foot against the gas |
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Would a noose replace his lips? |