You see me walk
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You see me fall
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You touch the tears upon my face
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I taste your words
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I smell you fear
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I feel your bitter sweet embrace
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Nothing mentioned, nothing gained
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You're here and then your gone
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Your complications keep me sane
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We're cold and intimate
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I watch the news
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I hear your words
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I smell the lies beneath your smile
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You hesitate, you deviate
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From pictures filled with silence
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Nothing mentioned, nothing gained
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We're here and then we're gone
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A simple world appears insane
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But we're cold and intimate
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We search within
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We search without
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We touch the corners of our minds
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We play our lives
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Deceive our friends
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We taste the fruit of our own lies
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Pointless ventures
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Endless games
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We were never here at all
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Nothing in this world could change
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Are we cold and intimate
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Cold & Intimate
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Nitin Sawhney |