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BLACK HAIR TIES
DUSTY TAPESTRIES
THEY DON'T WANT TO SWAY BACK AND FORTH
AND YOUR BLACK HAIR TIES
SCATTER ALL OVER ON MY FLOOR
KNOW I HAD THIS COMIN'
BUT I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE
I WOULD TRADE MY LIFE
FOR THE SMALLEST MOMENT IN YOURS
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THEY SAY THAT YOU PROBABLY AREN'T THE ONE
AND TIME WILL HELP WITH FALLING OUT OF LOVE
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BUT I CAN'T HELP
HELP
IF I WANT YOU
HELP HELP
NO I CAN'T
HELP HELP
IF I NEED YOU
HELP
I CAN'T HELP IT
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I CAN FEEL YOUR TOUCH
BUT YOU'RE NOT AROUND FOR THE TELL
AND THE PAIN STAYS CLOSE
SO IT'S HARD TO LOOK AT MYSELF
NOW MY BLOOD RUNS COLD
'CAUSE THE WARMTH OF YA SOUL ISN'T THERE
BUT I'M SCARED TO MOVE
SO YOUR PICTURES STAY ON THE SHELF
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