Accentuated by the mobile dungeon of fluorescence
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As I fall out of love, this wasn't supposed to happen
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Not according to you
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Please don't allow your voice to fade
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Don't fall so weak to fault or blame
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To give yourself reason for an end
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We'd have our own subway car in the middle of the night
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I'd work the same job and play the same bars on every weekend
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As the graffiti scrolls by
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Please don't allow your voice to fade
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Don't fall so weak to fault or blame
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To give yourself reason for an end
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And at the end of your low you pin my shoulders against the mattress
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Arching your frame with your stomach pushed outward
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Your head titling back with your mouth partially open
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The sounds slur and elevate slowly in volume
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When you wake up with your family gathered around
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Remember that our love was true
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And I will not allow you to destroy yourself
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I hope that I'm not revealing too much
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Revealing Too Much
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The Honorary Title |