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from Mark Owen - In Your Own Time (2006)
I was into,
Like a sudden fix from a bowl of sugar, To you And all that you were standing for, Yeah, you knew, I was so caught up that I could barely move, To stop you, From having everything and more Do you pick me up, To put me under Break me in, So you can choose your ways to put me back again You can leave a hole like a nail in my head, You can leave me turned into nothing instead, You can leave me close to the edge, You won't ever hear me hit the ground Are you into, Have you given up, have we gone to far, Do you wander, Or are you staying where we are I abhor you, Yet all the while still I adore Knowing you, And all that might have been before Do I say too much, to take you over Break me in, So I can choose my ways to put me back again You can leave a hole like a nail in my head, You can leave me turned into nothing instead, You can leave me close to the edge, You won't ever hear me hit the ground Cos I'm floored but not broken, And I'm scarred but I'll heal Yeah I'm blissfully tortured, Naked and real And I'm stung and I'm sorry, But I'm calm now and clear Like the sky hanging over, Like the scratch on my shoulder, That I no longer feel, feel I was into Too close to the edge, Too close to the edge You can leave a hole like a nail in my head, You can leave me turned into nothing instead, You can leave me close to the edge, You won't ever hear me, Ever hear me Hit the ground |
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