Should I speak?
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Should I bother shaking hands?
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Am I weak If I leave it as it stands?
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I've submerged
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And I've surfaced with the blame
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I guess I'm no good, I guess I'm insane
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Should I go, if she calls out my name?
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And if she bleeds, should I wipe up the stain?
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And if I'm low, can I drown in this rain?
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I guess I'm no good, I guess I'm insane
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And I hate when you say
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That I never fight for you
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Sometimes you breathe
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All over my scar
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And you always end up
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Closer than close
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That's where I give in
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Should I confess
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The actions of a hand
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In my mind
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I'll betray you once again
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Why should I climb?
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What is there to gain?
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This is no good
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This is insane
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And I hate when you say
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That I never fight for you
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Sometimes you breathe
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All over my scar
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And you always end up
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Closer than close
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That's whenre I give in
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You're taking, you're taking
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You're taking me down
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You're taking, you're taking
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You're taking me down
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And you always end up
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Closer than close
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That's where I give in
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Insane
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| Damien Rice |
