walking with love she finds it
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talking with love she knows it
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she walks in the room looking for reality then opens the door to escape it
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she is fixed on peoples emotions
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she needs to care for their notions
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searching for flaws in a person's head
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she stitches them up but with the wrong thread
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she thinks she is doing no damage
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she thinks she is making things better
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but caught in her ego like a fly in a web she can't see past it she must be fed
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I feel it inside, I know see, I feel it inside, I know see.
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the stitches are coming undone
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the wound has just become worse
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remembering how she is she searches her eyes
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she thinks she is making a difference
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I know she is making a difference
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and time will tell if the answer she gave has made things better or opened the grave
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I feel it inside, I know see, I feel it inside, I know see.
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her whispers are louder than yelling
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her whispers are louder than screaming
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her whispers are louder than yelling
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her answers are just the questions(2x)
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wlking with love she finds it
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talking with love she kows it
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she walks in the room looking for reality then opens the door to escape it
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she is fixed on peoples emotions
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she needs to care for their notions
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searching for flaws in a person's head
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she stitches them up but with the wrong thread
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I feel it inside, I know see, I feel it inside, I know see.
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Agnst By Numbers
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