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Kept you in a box, that I put away, out of reach
Keep at arms length the only thing that I need
because when the thought of it, is Paradise itself
Maybe reality has got too close to come

Because I don't know you at all,
you are an open book
I've not read before
'Cause I don't know you at all,
you're the closest thing
And the furthest as well

Ohhh
The nearness of you, scares me still
But in this thing we built
For everything we felt
That's rust away

Pictures on the wall,
of all the things I used to be
They look straight through you,
so I doubt they recognize me

'Cause I don't know you at all, you're an open book
I have not read before
'Cause I dont know you at all, you're the closest thing
And the furthest as well

Ohhh
The nearness of you, scares me still
But in this thing we built
For everything we felt
That's rust away

Ohhh...

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