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Wake up, look me in the eyes again,
I need to feel your hand upon my face.

Words can be like knives,
They can cut you open,
And then silence surrounds you
And haunts you.

I think I might’ve inhaled you.
I can feel you behind my eyes.
You've gotten into my bloodstream;
I can feel you flowing in me.

Words can be like knives,
They can cut you open,
And then silence surrounds you
And haunts you.

I think I might’ve inhaled you.
I can feel you behind my eyes.
You've gotten into my bloodstream;
I can feel you flowing in me.

The spaces in between;
Two minds and all the places they have been.
The spaces in between;
I tried to put my finger on it,
I tried to put my finger on it.

I think I might’ve inhaled you.
I can feel you behind my eyes.
You've gotten into my bloodstream;
I can feel you flowing in me.
I think I might’ve inhaled you.
I can feel you behind my eyes.
You've gotten into my bloodstream;
I can feel you flowing in me.

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