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Feeling so alone
Complexion white as stone
Looking for a getaway
Broken by the strain
And constant...
Wishing for a summer without rain
Seeing is believing for ourselves
Breathing as we're sinking to the sand
But I...
I think I'm coming round
Coming round to a way of thinking now
Trying to find the ground
Somewhere new to stop us...
Evaporate, exasperate
Watch the world with swivel hand
We're hanging on a wire
Cigaretes, nicorettes
Life's...
I've called you so many times today
And I guess it's all true what your girlfriends say
You don't ever want to see me again...
Biting down, feeling the pressure again
It's no more than we deserve, eyes closed to collect sun
Tearing it down, burning...
We're laughing in the face of fear again
We close our eyes and watch it disappear
Stepping on the stones as we sink in ...
It's hard for me to comprehend
Holding on with broken hands
But who will understand
Wallow in the acid rain ...
Keep my feet on the sand
Gotta take the hand that guides me there
As I reach, do they stare?
Do they feel the same...
December, why does it always rain
Why does it never snow
Tempers, pulling you round again
It only takes...
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I think I'm coming round
Coming round to a way of thinking now
Trying to find the ground
Somewhere new to stop us slipping
Always, always straight back down
Kicking out the fool
There's no sense in us going under now
Holding on to you
Trying to swim but we're treading water
Always, always straight back down
I think that you're the one
The color never runs
A hand that heals me over, over today
You take away the grey
Bring the color as it fades
A hand that heals me over, over
Comfort in the sound
Lift the world from off your shoulders now
Lying on the ground
Staring up at a face that haunts you
Always, always straight back down
Reaching out a hand
Course there's no life without the purple
Always, always straight back down
I think that you're the one
The color never runs
A hand that heals me over, over today
You take away the grey
Bring the color as it fades
A hand that heals me over, over
Always, always straight back down
I think I'm coming rround
Coming round to a way of thinking
Always, always straight back down
I think that you're the one
The color never runs
A hand that heals me over, over today
You take away the grey
Bring the color as it fades
A hand that heals me over, over again
I think that you're the one
The color never runs
A hand that heals me over, over today
You take away the grey
Bring the color as it fades
A hand that heals me over, over
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