| Cheekbones that shine like diamonds
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| Oh darkness, I am nerveless
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| Eyes closed for lack of purpose or lack of light
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| Or fear that I'll lose it
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| I’m still afraid of the dark
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| You were my light for so long
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| Oceans deep and mountains tall
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| Our future plays tricks on us, huh?
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| Stories that wreak of fiction
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| Adorned, written in cursive
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| You were a catholic school kid
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| You kept quiet for fear that you'd choose this
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| Dimples that cut through eyelids
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| Oh, heartlessness is burden
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| High lows, for you're uncertain
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| Of eagerness or fear that you'll lose it
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| Or fear that you'll lose it
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| Or fear that you'll lose it
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| Or fear that you'll lose it
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| Or fear that you'll lose it
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| The person you made yourself out to be
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| Would feel sorry for what you have done to me
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| Like scrapped sheet metal shaves ivories
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| You started out slow but you cut your teeth
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| You cut your teeth
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| Cheekbones that shine like diamonds
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| Oh darkness, I am nerveless
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| Eyes closed for lack of purpose or lack of light
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| Or fear that I'll lose it
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| Or fear that I'll lose it
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| Or fear that I'll lose it
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| Or fear that I'll lose it
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| Or fear that I'll lose it
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| You’ve never felt sorry at all
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| You’ve never felt sorry at all
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| You’ve never felt sorry at all
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| You’ve never felt sorry at all
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| The person you made yourself out to be
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| Would feel sorry for what you have done to me
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| Like scrapped sheet metal shaves ivories
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| You started out slow but you cut your teeth
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| You cut your teeth |