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Walking home again with your smell on my skin, got nothing to rely on but the marks from your hands on my body that will soon disappear. So filled up with you, yet so hollow when you leave. High on the nearness of you..
Go away, cut me down just to build me up with one look through those eyes, when you look through those eyes..
Distant laughter makes me sick. My nauseaous fears, my heart pierced by your thight skin. Weak as I've become I would do it all over again. I'm sky high on the nearness of you. Even though I know you'll never be true I'm running back to you. I guess nothing's logic anymore. when you look through those eyes you don't even see me, do you?
Go away, cut me down just to build me up with one look through those eyes, when you look through those eyes..
Distant laughter makes me sick. My nauseaous fears, my heart pierced by your thight skin. Weak as I've become I would do it all over again. I'm sky high on the nearness of you. Even though I know you'll never be true I'm running back to you. I guess nothing's logic anymore. when you look through those eyes you don't even see me, do you?
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