Your eyes begin to stare
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At the polygraph machine
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As you become aware of
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the satellites that call her name.
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It's as if the ocean swallowed
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the city lights that we fell in love with.
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Paralyzed and paranoid,
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we withdraw the hands we held.
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This is beginning to get ugly, dear.
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To the lions you fed me,
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To the lions you fed me,
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To the lions you fed me,
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To the lions
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Now the tongue becomes the bridge between broken teeth.
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And Now the tongue becomes the bridge between broken teeth.
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And Now the tongue becomes the bridge between broken teeth.
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And Now the tongue becomes the bridge between broken teeth.
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We pretend as children and what they do.
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Now the tongue becomes...
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Now the tongue becomes the bridge between broken teeth.
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Now the tongue becomes the bridge between broken teeth.
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Now the tongue becomes the bridge between broken teeth.
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Now..You feed me, to the lions...To the lions
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Now..You feed me, to the lions...To the lions
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How we reach for the arms, but only clasp the knees.
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How we pray for each other, only to die alone.
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How we reach for the stars, only to swim right through.
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How we strive to connect, only to fall apart, only ready to fall apart
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Just between me and you, I felt the rapture in your arms.
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You, you, you
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Just between me and you, I think I'm dying in your arms.
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You, you, I've
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Oh, Just between me and you, I felt the rapture in your arms.
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Just between me and you, I think I'm dying in your arms.
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Nothing We Say Leaves This Room
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| The Bled |
