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you, there
under my fingers,
you, there
under my cold touch
i used to believe you
i used to believe in you

but you destroy everything you touch

Time heals wounds on your arms
but it won't heal our hearts

For every wound on your wrist
there's a place in your heart
a special vulnerable place to hurt,
to cut
cut

you, there
under my fingers,
you, there
under my cold touch
i used to believe you
i used to believe in you

you, there
under my fingers,
you
under the trail of dust
you fill my heart with disgust
so run for your life so fast

cause you destroy everything
you destroy everything you touch

If time tears us apart,
then it is time to start
start

For every wound on your wrist
there's a place in your heart
heart

a special vulnerable place to hurt,
to cut
cut

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