| Sitting, attractively bored and
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| I guess I had this coming, it’s been a long time coming
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| Casually she kills me, attractively bored
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| I leave too much unsaid, I leave too much unsaid
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| You’ve got the sand in the palm of your hand
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| Don’t let it slip away
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| Regret haunts forever, don’t try to be clever
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| Just shatter these weak walls
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| And finally he approaches, the one he’s watched so long
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| He musters up his courage, hello
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| Then he turns around and heads back to the daily life he knows
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| When a tap upon his shoulder, hello
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| Sweating, my swagger ignored
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| And I’m swaying on the border, got to get my life in order
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| Casually she stills me, attractively scarred
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| I leave too much unsaid, I leave too much unsaid
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| You’ve got the sand in the palm of your hand
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| Don’t let it slip away
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| Regret haunts forever, don’t try to be clever
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| Just shatter these weak walls
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| And finally he approaches, the one he’s watched so long
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| He musters up his courage, hello
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| Then he turns around and heads back to the daily life he knows
|
| When a tap upon his shoulder, hello
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| You’ve got the sand in the palm of your hand
|
| Don’t let it slip away
|
| Regret haunts forever, don’t try to be clever
|
| Just shatter these weak walls
|
| And finally he approaches, the one he’s watched so long
|
| He musters up his courage, hello
|
| Then he turns around and heads back to the daily life he knows
|
| When a tap upon his shoulder, hello
|
| And finally he approaches, the one he’s watched so long
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| He musters up his courage, hello
|
| Then he turns around and heads back to the daily life he knows
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| When a tap upon his shoulder, hello |