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I can’t decide, you have made it harder
Just to go on
And why, all the possibilities
Well, I was wrong

I drowned out all my sense
With the sound of its beating
And that’s what you get
When you let your heart win,

I wonder, how am I supposed to feel
When you’re not here?
‘Cause I burned every bridge I ever built
When you were here

I still try holding onto silly things
I never learn

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