She kept me inside
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Long enough to hear her teeth click shut,
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You’re charming in a washed out sort of way
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A cheap prescription, hair extensions sort of way
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Looking great never felt so good
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So close to the edge, so close to the end
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(The end the end the edge)
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Take a breath and bow
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Out of breath, I can still see the surface
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Out of breath, near my fingertips
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Out of breath, someone’s left me dry
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Out of breath, she kept me,
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Kept me inside.
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Circa '98
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| A Faith Called Chaos |
