with the worries that i'd give her and she told the worst of me
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my wanting just to hold your neck in my arms and feel me squeeze
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no i'm not going to give you what you want so if you please
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the sin that shapes your voice carries, my ears, this new disease
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did somebody take your tongue?
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in worries of the words that you couldn't say, if they could've saved them from
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but i don't want to sleep without,so i bid to you, goodnight,
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tonight, sleep tight, my love
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the anxious through the calming storm, you'll sit as you pray for rain
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i'll touch it if you ask me to but how its up to you
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no i'm not going to let you get up if you struggle willingly
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i'll favor all your form to show you how its been done to me
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did somebody take your tongue?
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in worries of the words that you couldn't say, if they could've saved them from
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but i don't want to sleep without, so i bid to you, goodnight,
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tonight, sleep tight, my love
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with all the words you say
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you'll say
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you were so well behaved
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as you watched them made your way
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this gift for your engraved
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the shift as you stretch your legs
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you were so well behaved
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you were so well...
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who taught these tricks that make...you were so well behaved
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if the world stops turning girl you better not stop when i say there was nothing you could do to stop it, why'd you try?
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then the ground stops parting through the silence as you woke up the dead
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everything here dies alone...
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but i'm not quite sure what you've been told...on labor day
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ooh, i'm not starting with you but the faint of heart
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were worries way
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but i'm not quite sure what this unfolds...on labor day
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ooh, i'm not starting with you but the faint of heart
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did somebody take your tongue?
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in worries of the words that you couldn't say, if they could've saved them from
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but i don't want to sleep without, so i bid to you, goodnight,
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tonight, sleep tight, my love
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did somebody take your tongue?
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in worries of the words that you couldn't say, if they could've saved them from
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but i don't want to sleep without so i bid to you, goodnight,
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tonight, sleep tight, my gun
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The Velourium Camper I: Faint Of Hearts
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Coheed And Cambria |