Are you sure I'm what you came for
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Are we playing still?
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You already know my secret hideout
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This is hide-and-seek with no point whatsoever
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This is hide-and-seek with no point whatsoever
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Hey I'm still glorious
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But I'm withering like roses in the fall
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But it's you alone I wait for
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When I run to the hideout
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You're the inception of beauty
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I lay in tar and roll around in feathers
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Hide and seek with no point whatsoever
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Hey, I'm still glorious
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But I'm withering like roses in the fall
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And we break our silence
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with a toast that shatters glass
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And with a shard you stab my heart out
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and it's grey and out of shape
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I feel its growing back inside as you hold my hand
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I said move, you stand right in my shame
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But you stand your ground
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Say that I'm still glorious
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Say that I'm not withering like roses
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Hey, I'm still glorious
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While I'm withering like roses in the fall
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Withering
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| Blindside |
