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I'm lonely for your thoughts and what we could have been
your eyes they haunt me
your eyes they haunt me
i can't catch my breath
i can't catch your trail
dragging these feelings
i walk through hell
so build me a faulty parachute
and throw me from your plane
drown me in your big blue eyes
bury me under grey skies
my judgement's clouded
my thoughts aren't stright
but i need you
if it's not too late
print me up a pretty flower
tore through skin and bone
stabbing at the truth for hours
tear me from my broken throne
you bleed me empty
that's how i know you love
your eyes they haunt me
your eyes they haunt me
i can't catch my breath
i can't catch your trail
dragging these feelings
i walk through hell
so build me a faulty parachute
and throw me from your plane
drown me in your big blue eyes
bury me under grey skies
my judgement's clouded
my thoughts aren't stright
but i need you
if it's not too late
print me up a pretty flower
tore through skin and bone
stabbing at the truth for hours
tear me from my broken throne
you bleed me empty
that's how i know you love
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