Just know, that somewhere in the corners
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This thing has room to breathe
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Just know, that underneath the skin
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Time has left a wound wide open
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Arm in arm and heart to heart
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Scratching at my will to breathe
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Sleeping in paper castles only makes you queen
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until it starts to rain
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The next time that you turn and can't see your shadow
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The probable reason is that I'm in the way
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You invite the spiders into your bed
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And cry when they have laid their eggs
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Everything that I could never be;
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Pray to fucking god that we never meet
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Everything that I could never be
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Well now we can laugh
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For the rain has come
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The dance is over
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We're one year older
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And I am going home
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40 Minutes West
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| Dark Day Dawning |
