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Look across the room, I see her rise I see her gloom,
I don¡¯t know why she¡¯s sad now

Slip inside my dreams, I¡¯ll make you whole, you¡¯ll make me clean,
I say we give it a try now

I swear that I felt you breath, it¡¯s overrated,
In dreams I have cried at your feet, was it wasted?

Look into my eyes, see my heart and see my crimes,
I don¡¯t know why it¡¯s hard now

I swear that I felt you breath, it¡¯s overrated,
In dreams I have cried at your feet, was it wasted?
My eyes have betrayed me, this pain is my prize,
The road¡¯s just a memory, it¡¯s warm here inside...

I swear that I felt you breath, it¡¯s overrated,
In dreams I have cried at your feet, was it wasted?
My eyes have betrayed me, this pain is my prize,
The road¡¯s just a memory, it¡¯s warm here inside...

It¡¯s warm here inside.

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Overrated
Pilate

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