Don't know what i would have had to write about if there wasn't you,
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or if i ever would have wrote at all. they said it wouldn't last...
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nothing ever does. but you and me, we're different, always were.
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stuck together forever, whatever that will mean. everything is still
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all wrong, and we're still all that's real (the only thing that's ever been).
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the only words i've ever meant was when i said i'd do anything for
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you. see, our claws stretch deep inside, and that's where they'll
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stay. you say you're lucky you have me, but i had nothing before you
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had me...nothing to care about and no songs to sing. i've seen the
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world singing songs about you (the only story i could ever tell right).
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we said we'd see the world, you gave it to me. so we're stuck together
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forever, you and me. stuck together forever, no matter what that means.
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Holding The Claws
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| Killing The Dream |
