How I wish I could surrender my soul;
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Shed the clothes that become my skin;
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See the liar that burns within my needing.
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How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
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How I wish I had screamed out loud,
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Instead I've found no meaning.
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I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
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All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
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Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
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I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
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It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.
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How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
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Hold memory close at hand,
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Help me understand the years.
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How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
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How I wish I would save my soul.
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I'm so cold from fear.
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I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
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All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
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Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
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I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
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Far, far away; find comfort in pain.
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All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
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It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.
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Tears And Rain
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| James Blunt |
