sent like rain to your fallen knees
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I remember blue written ¡°Paris¡± on you here at the break
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through not a path but brambles thick and all I can do is
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sit and stare at the floor
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at my shirt sugar too
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I don't need you anymore
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who was I trapped in all this fucking
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who straight as water as wine as you
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and maybe for a second we both thought
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it'd turn out the way we wanted it to
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but you're not like the rest
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you're not the fucking rest
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you're not like anything I've ever seen
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second guess worst is best
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I'm not waiting for you
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I don't need you anymore
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and now I'm holding on
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I'm holding still
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let me go
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as far as I can go
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fake the fear
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face the fear
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flying high and sinking low
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I'm not what you think
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I am exactly what I want
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I don't need you anymore
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Second Guess
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| The Butchies |
