Hey I saw your mouth on, another's face
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It told me sweet secrets and reminded me of the taste
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Of your skin upon my lips
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But it's been so long
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I reach out but you're not there
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I try to hang on but you're not there
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It's just a scarecrow of emotion
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Heartfelt emotion splattered on my floor
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A blackened bloodied pool to drown in
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I'm tortured by the lack of you
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A screaming silence I'm trying to fight
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Living life alone in a tortured midnight
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It's just another turn of the screw
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Too painfully true
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As I become filled with you
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My face and skull burst and bloomed
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We became the nighttime sky
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Flooded with millions of years of starlight
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As I am without your touch
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My heart falls to my feet
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And drags over the ground
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With every step I take
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It gathers every bit of dirt
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Every grain of sand
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Every and that can becomes full of the flesh of my soul
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This is nothing compared to the absence of you
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God kissed me on my mouth
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And blessed me with the tempest of you
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It's just another turn of the screw
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Washing ashore and withdrawing again
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I'm the sea I'm a starving cripped dog
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Waiting to draw my last hot dusty breath
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Without you
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It's just another turn of the crew
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Turn Of The Screw
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| Angkor Wat |
