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Every time I stop I think of all the things we did
I can't put that book down now I'm face first on the ground
And every single day I tear up all the notes I had
Stick them back again just every now and….
I can't stop these raindrops, feel so shot
I know that you can live your life breathe the sights
I just might
How could you be dead again?
And out of mind and out of sight
I shut the door to everything
I want to see you cry And I'd wave you goodbye
The dirty kitchen sink
The cat still hasn't yet been fed
And your at home in bed I can't get you out of my…..
And I want you, you do too, feel it's true
But you don't understand
That I'm not gonna stop burning hot, feel so shot
How could you be dead again?
And I can never tell, could be heaven could be hell
I want to turn it off
I wish that I could stop and wipe it from my mind
Wash out all that's left behind
I could write a book, maybe you should have a look
I can't stop these raindrops, feel so shot
I know that you can live you life breathe the sights
I just might
How could you be dead again
And I want you, you do to feel it's true
But you don't understand that I'm not gonna stop burning hot
Could you be dead again
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