Conversation one,
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counting clicks on second hands
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it¡¯s only just begun,
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Trust in me to trust in you
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to take my breath away,
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surrounding me with
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questions that I've
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answered for
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time and again,
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This time I won't be wrong,
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I've got your second chance
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and it won't be long
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before you see yourself,
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Conversation two,
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holding on is, holding you
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again with breaking arms,
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Forget us and this second chance
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so you can break it off,
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Another finish with no end,
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another plan to
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start this up again,
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There's nothing left to say,
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we tried it your way,
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This time I won't be wrong,
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I've got your second chance
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and it won't be long,
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and you're always always questioning
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what I can't get wrong,
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I've got your second chance
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and it's not that long
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until you see yourself.
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Who Are You Now?
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Brandtson |