Raindrops like bullets on my fragile skin
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Insecurities I've had are creeping within
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Now I'm twenty miles outside of the place that you live
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And I need one more chance now that time's running thin
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Well you are the things that'd make up my dreams
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When I've spent every dime that jingled my jeans
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I deserve every stone that's thrown out at me
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I'll think of your smile, I'm in love with your teeth
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I'm losing when I am not playing no games
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Now would you take me back when I've gambled my pay
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And I've got no directions without her little fingers
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Barbed wire, razor wire, nothing keeps me from her
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And if I had no boots I'd trek through the mud
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While mosquitoes are racing to draw the first blood
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If you're running away then I'm looking for you
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And if you've lost your way I'm seeing you through
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Oh if your running away then I'm looking for you
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And if you've lost your way I'm seeing you through
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If your running away then I'm looking for you
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And if you've lost your way I'm seeing you through
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Oh if your running away then I'm looking for you
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And if you've lost your way I'm seeing you through
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Oh if your running away then I'm looking for yo
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And if you've lost your way I'm seeing you through
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Twenty Miles
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