One heart attack and you stumble lost into
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A light you make so brightly false
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And I watch as blood spills down your arm
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And makes it's way to me
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So here I stand puddle under me
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Trying to believe you're nothing like you seem
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I just don't know
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And by the kitchen sink you talked to me
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Saying, "I don't remember"
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And I knew right then it wasn't you just some weak imposter
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How could you my lovely friend get caught in their current?
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No, I don't believe no, no I won't believe, you will remember
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I would hold your hand if you came to me
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I would do anything to see you walk free
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I just don't know
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With these perfect tree branches
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Oh there's bound to be a lynching
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With a crowd one-sided screaming
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Yeah, the sound gets overwhelming
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And they want you to believe them
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Oh, they'd love to see you hanging
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I know the noose is tempting and seems like a perfect fit
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Don't go through with it
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I just don't know
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A Perfect Fit
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| Tilly And The Wall |
