Backwards, forwards but making no ground at all
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Standing in the city with the clocks counting one
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And your face is still wet from the fight before
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As your tears hit the ground, blue flowers spring from them
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Baby, I'm ashamed of the things I put you through
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Baby, I'm ashamed of the man I was for you
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And all you said in your quietest voice
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Was "I needed you as much as they do"
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How fast must we run before we can just take off in flight?
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How far must we run before they do not recognise us?
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So let's take this from the start, you'll be me and I'll be you
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And let's try not to complain about your smoking
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And my distant heart
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And my distant heart
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And my distant heart
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And all you said in your quietest voice
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Was "I needed you as much as they do"
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(Too many mirrors in this house)
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(And I don't like to see myself like this)
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(I'm becoming the man I used to be I guess)
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(These walls could tell you a thing or two)
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(Things that you really don't want to know)
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(Lend me your eyes for your point of view)
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(Lend me your feet and I'll stand by you)
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And all you said in your quietest voice
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Was "I needed you as much as they do"
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Zephyrus
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| Bloc Party |
