Sometimes it's not the giving
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When what's given is gone and for free
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But in taking what it took from me
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And I'm not living
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In someone else's eyes I am lived
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Recreated in expectation so once again I'm missed
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And left
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Far, far away from you
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The only way out is through myself to you
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With words that do no justice but what have I left to use?
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Because I can't stand this silence, it speaks too loud for me
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A song that fails and fails me once again denied release
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And left
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Words, words away from you
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From where my heart wants to be
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Is there a beauty in promises broken?
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In Silence/Words Away
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| Rites Of Spring |
