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I'll let you get the best of me, |
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I had the feeling that those looks you gave me were real. |
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I'm wishing you were here, |
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Rewind and listen to her say, |
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There's a piece of me and it's burning in your heart. |
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So why don't we trace the footsteps back into our past, with the ones we've lost? |
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Never thinking the first time that they met, |
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Contemplating experience that left me here, |
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My soul, it screams for you. |
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My eyes burn as I bury how I'm feeling. |