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(lyrics by peter loeffler)
(music by chevelle)
A scratchy throat
I wish you would lift this, i drink liquids
Spreading true, i hope
A blank earth covered in nothing, living
Swear this it's something ¡®cause it's here
And we feel towards a place
And many pay by ignoring
And you don't care
Where is the mother figure
While i'm here
And mostly it's hard when this happens
Don't keep inside life, ¡®cause that's not fair
And solder won't keep me together
If heat is there, the heat is there
I can feel you breathing
And patience is slow going
I'd like to obtain this
Now
¡®cause this is it made me think
¡®cause this is it made me think
Made me see caught this now
Caught me
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