They’ll give us something; they’ll give us so much to forget
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Or enough rope to deal with it
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With pencil and knife you heard your love again
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You wrestled your nightmares, the sweat in your bed sheets
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This is all of it; this is everything I’m wanting to forget
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When winter sets in, it has a way of crystallizing the bad times
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The fevers, the heart aches
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This is all of it; this is everyone I’m wanting to forgive
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They’ll give us something; they’ll give us so much to forget
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Or enough rope to deal with it
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With pencil and knife you heard your love again
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You wrestled your nightmares, the sweat in your bed sheets
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This is all of it; this is everything I’m wanting to forget
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Forget
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| Twin Shadow |
