It's the same old pain But your face has changed And it feels so familiar I come back to this place Where my hands start to shake And I see it's me only It's gonna wash out I'm gonna clean up I'm on my way up And there's no more looking straight down To the sky it's me only I'm gonna fill it up I'm gonna make it stop But it still feels familiar It's gonna wash out I'm gonna clean up This hole is starting To loose proportion I'm gonna fill it up This hole is starting To loose proportion I'm gonna fill it up Give me some more of Give me some more of That warm touch that kills me This hole is starting To loose proportion I'm gonna fill it up Give me some more of That warm touch that kills me.
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