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Momentary tears paint the papers of a better man

Kinda start to hear, echos of a life we never had

Tryn’a be real and you tell me that this feeling won’t come round again

Come round again

Quarter past the hour, feel it heavy on my back now

Swimming in the deep end and I feel this room is spinning round

I’m carrying the etchings of a love I lost some moons ago

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Do you watch those skies at night too?

Can you see me when I’m waiting here for you?

I lie lost in thought in this silk lined grave

Still lets the sun shine though

I’ll slip into her bluest pool

She makes you swim in blackest oceans when you don’t really want to

A heart so cruel can’t speak to you

And in the end just beats you through

I crave the touch, I crave the taste

I crave the touch, I crave the taste

You hold the line, we stop to wait

I crave the touch, I crave the taste

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When I lose, I’ll lose my mind

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