My Double, My Brother - I'll Die | Текст песни

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• My Double, My Brother
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Paralyzed by indecision with a will to wait,
Terrified of the precision of a final piece in place.

When a chip is on the shoulder, it's a brick on the back,
And we're always growing older, yeah we're always growing fast,
So we try to be – but sometimes we just can't leave.

To touch my fingers and make me feel my skin.

I will always try to listen to what the thunder said.
I watch the sky light up and glisten but it stays inside my head
And I try to be – but sometimes I just can't leave

To touch my fingers and make me feel my skin.

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