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Everyone so full of fear
Step on and over dear
Make me think what you’d like
I think you just might
And write another, tell me twice
Crack but won’t break the ice
Tender and oh so nice
You’re rushing away
And I know the reason
That you’re isolated
It’s the dread of seasons
In a lovers play
Where we’re left this way
Union street it’s 12:05
Some souls take years to thrive
Potential locked up and stored
So deep away
And given all that we deserve
Returning in teary blur
Give me back, give me her
The way she could be
And I know the reason
That your isolated
It’s the dread of the season
In a lover’s play
Where we’re left this way
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She’s a pain of broken glass
She cuts and I see right through
Everything done in lieu
Of what she’d like to be
And given to a seventh year
When will it end my dear
Addiction not love is here
And when will it show
And I know the reason
That you’re isolated
It’s the dread of the season
Where the lovers play
And we’re left this way |
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