Where we take separate breaths
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And memories of your perfume
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Are forgotten
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I stand choking on
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The things you once said
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The days once held close to my heart
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And only one image
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Remains
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Short lived and reminiscent
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Of your face
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That pathetic angel
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Drowning herself in your tears
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Now begins her descent from our skies
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But her wings were weak from the start
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The first of our last good-byes
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And I think to myself
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Our lips would fit together so well
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The final step in perfecting
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The art of Collapsing
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When your laughter is ignored
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And that last painful smile
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Fades away
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Where we take separate breaths
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And memories of your perfume
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Are forgotten
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I stand choking on
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The things you once said
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The days once held close to my heart
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I fall choking on the lies you once said
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And I'll never look at you
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Through the same
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Eyes again
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The Art Of Collapsing
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Keepsake |