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I post my thoughts into your arms and wait for a dignified response
And I wait and I wait until it comes around in the grey morning
And this grey morning is filled with doubts and ways to turn around
this vacuum into doubt

Would you ever waste it, we know
Would you ever waste it, we don't think so

So I try and I try not to forget that
I make my self into something that I can't revert
But he speaks softly to me, and as I fall asleep
he tells me that the courage and the finish line will never meet

Instead we open our hearts, we open our hearts to start
and if I reach in, I can kill or I can save with one wrench of my hand

I can kill, I can save with one wrench of my hand

If we make more sense of what we can say I would
As the effects take hold, I'll guarantee you

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