The thought of never knowing
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Would kill me just the same
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The solitary blossom
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Reminders of a friend
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Gone somewhere
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You've got nothing to live for
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You're travelling broken
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You just can't free yourself
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An' all the words we've spoken
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Are buried in the sand
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The ruptured and the broken
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The taste of bitter glass
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Gone somewhere
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You've got nothing to live for
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You're travelling broken
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You just can't free yourself
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What are you saying
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It's just the thought of rejection
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It's pulling you deep in
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You just can't free yourself
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Your voluntary loving
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Apologies have passed
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I'm coming 'round again
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The fragments of a reason
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The taste of bitter glass
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So what are you saying
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You've got nothing to live for
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You're travelling broken
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You just can't free yourself
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What are you saying
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It's just the thought of rejection
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It's pulling you deeper
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You just can't be yourself
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Bitter Glass
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Feeder |