| Left to our own devices, preciseness,
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| We’ve made something indestructible and priceless.
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| Lightning is the fury. |
| Thunder the obsession.
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| Hours in between and I’m under the impression.
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| When I heard your music I tried to dance and fell.
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| Advancing well, but I don’t have a chance in hell.
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| Enhance. |
| Excell. |
| The darkest night — I should have been there.
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| But every time I come close you disappear into thin air.
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| I walk a mile through broken fields and bandaged woods.
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| We talk a while. |
| The words are incoherent. |
| I’m damaged goods.
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| I try to work my way down a list of growing factors
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| But instead I’m going backwards.
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| There’s been an accident. |
| Condition stable. |
| Intravenous.
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| Holding your hand with the kitchen table in between us.
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| Your perfect hands — I recognize them right away.
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| Your naked truth that will never see the light of day.
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| We speak a secret language. |
| Explaining scars,
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| Birds in the trees, waterfalls and flaming stars.
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| All the little things that can take my breath away.
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| Lying to myself, I fake my death today.
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| Why am I doing this…
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| Left to our own devices, preciseness,
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| We’ve made something indestructible and priceless.
|
| Lightning is the fury. |
| Thunder the obsession.
|
| Hours in between and I’m under the impression.
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| Leavin' to stay. |
| Tomorrow — all hail to it.
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| Blank piece of paper. |
| Bored with a nail through it.
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| You belong to something else — part of my dreams.
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| Different story. |
| I’m coming apart at the seams.
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| The face you want to know and the mask you touch.
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| I don’t know what’s worse and I ask too much.
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| Going down on each other and caught in the act.
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| Up against the wall and shot in the back.
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| Two rivers. |
| Similarity and other-ness.
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| Another day in a life that is motherless.
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| Thorn in the side. |
| Diamonds adorn the sky.
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| I’m under the impression and I was born to die.
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| Left to our own devices, preciseness,
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| We’ve made something indestructible and priceless.
|
| Lightning is the fury. |
| Thunder the obsession.
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| Hours in between and I’m under the impression. |