I've been waiting for your call.
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Pacing in my room.
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My heart I pinned on your sleeve.
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I'll trip and fall, impending doom.
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Twenty minutes before this leaves.
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I cannot feel; my skin is burning.
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My heart is drowning in you.
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I cannot stop this tide from coming in.
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Grasp onto me now.
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I want to be the one you see
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When you go to sleep.
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I lay awake, staring at the walls.
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The paint is dripping with you.
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Your scent in buried deep in my pillow.
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What do you expect me to do?
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I cannot feel; my skin is burning.
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My heart is drowning in you.
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I cannot stop this tide from coming in.
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Grasp onto me now.
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I want to be the one you see
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When you go to sleep.
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I want to be the one you see
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When you go to sleep, my baby.
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Enter Sandman: The Wussy Version Without The Guitar Solo
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| Amazing Transparent Man |
