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To the cold of the static/And put my cold feet on the floor Forgot all about yesterday Remembering I'm pretending to be where I'm not anymore A little taste of hypocrisy And I'm left in the wake of the mistake/slow to react Even though you're so close to me You're still so distant/and I can't bring you back It's true/the way I feel Was promised by your face The sound of your voice Painted on my memories Even if you're not with me I'm with you You/now I see/keeping everything inside You/now I see/even when I close my eyes I hit you and you hit me back We fall to the floor/the rest of the day stands still Fine line between this an that When things go wrong I pretend the past isn't real Now I'm trapped in this memory And I'm left in the wake of the mistake/slow to react Even though you're close to me You're still so distant/and I can't bring you back It's true/the way I feel Was promised by your face The sound of your voice Painted on my memories Even if you're not with me I'm with you You/now I see/keeping everything inside You/now I see/even when I close my eyes No No matter how far we've come I can't wait to see tomarrow With you |
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