I'm terrified - of your eyes
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They can be so cold
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I lie at night - waiting tight
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For the bell to toll
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Therein lies - what I know
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That'll make us fold
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I realize - that our time
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Is just growing old
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And every day it may feel
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Like we're getting close
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But the rug under us
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Always getting pulled
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I'm terrified - of the lies
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That you holding close
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I can feel - that the seal's already broke
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And when it's finally time
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And you need to go
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I'll be there unprepared
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Holding on to hope
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And every day it may feel
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Like we're getting close
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But the rug under us
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Always getting pulled
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It's a sign that our time with each
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Other's over
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I'm terrified - I'm terrified of you
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I know that everything has to espire
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You know this too
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Like needles wanting to pierce
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Through my eyes
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Always so cruel
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I'm terrified - of your eyes
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They can be so cold
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I'm terrified - of the lies
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That you holding close
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I'm numb to you
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And every day it may feel
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Like we're getting close
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I'm terrified
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I'm terrified of you
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Terrified
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Danko Jones |