Too much of nothing these days,
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You often hold me tightly, I owe you everything
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You must be going crazy,
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Opinions staking nicely, and I’m still promising
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Of all those precious moments,
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We tremble it's just on us, we’re only to unwind
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Your legs have wrapped around me
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I’ll sing you anything
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I would swing from anything
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I would give you everything
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To not leave you hanging... half remaining
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I made you feel like nothing,
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It use to make me happy to see you on the floor
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The steel cage is binding
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I’m broken down and nervous, just still wanting more
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Eight reasons in me, strong hands
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I slipped in shaky fingers like tiny grains of sand
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Your legs still wrapped around me
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It’s quite a web you’ve spun around her,
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And now she’s scared and hanging
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It’s quite a web you’ve spun around her,
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She’s in her frozen painting
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I’ll sing you anything
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I would swing from anything
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I would give you everything
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To not leave you hanging... half remaining
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Feeling strange (feeling strange)
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Not so human (not so human)
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I forgot who I am
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Something has changed that your going to find out
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Feeling drained (feeling drained)
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Far from human (far from human)
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I forgot who I am
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Something has changed that your going to hate
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All I can say is I’m not quite the same.
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I’ll sing you anything
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I would swing from anything
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I would give you everything
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To not leave you hanging... half remaining
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I’ll sing you anything
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I would swing from anything
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I would give you everything
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To not leave you hanging... half remaining
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Bug Bytes
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| Alien Ant Farm |
