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Find me?
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I'm falling?
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And fooling myself that it's flight
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Imperfect,
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I plummet
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And ponder
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Pushed away on principle
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Walk away and I stare
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Would you stand me up again?
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Wonder if I've said too much
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And we'll never speak again
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Forfeit
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My future
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For feelings of few far betweens
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Mindless
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Of merciful
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Measures making ends preempt the means
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And I searched your eyes for an answer
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And shuddered at what I found there
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As my skin shrunk away from conclusion
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That you lack the strength to care
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Walk away and I stare
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Would you stand me up again?
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Wonder if I've said too much
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And we'll never speak again?again
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This is the way it has to be
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That you would turn your back on me
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And you and I should walk away!
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Walk away and I stare
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Would you stand me up again?
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Wonder if I've said too much
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And we'll never speak again
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Never speak again
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Never speak again
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Walk Away
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| Mad At Gravity |
