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[ti:Sweet Pompeii] |
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[ar:Bastille] |
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[al:Other People's Heartache Pt.2] |
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You took my heart and you held it in your mouth |
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And with a word all my love came rushing out |
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And every whisper; it's the worst, emptied out by a single word |
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There's a hollow in me now |
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It isn't easy for me to let it go |
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Cause, I've swallowed every single word |
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And, every whisper, every sigh |
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Eats away this heart of mine |
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And there is a hollow in me now |
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So I'll put faith in something I know |
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I'm living on such sweet nothing |
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But I'm tired of hope with nothing to hold |
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I'm living on such sweet nothing |
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And it's hard to learn |
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And it's hard to love |
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If you're giving me such sweet nothing |
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Sweet nothing, sweet nothing |
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You're giving me |
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How am I gonna be an optimist about this? |
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How am I gonna be an optimist about this? |
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If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? |
