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I would come As you would run And I would fall into pieces And I would chase after you Like I was poison And you were my aim I would yell Out your name Watch your gaze fly to the floor Oh but never mind You were never mine You've spilled your secret - Now spill your crime Cause in the mornings, in the evenings I would wait, but my patience would spill On the floors and on the ceilings, through my mouth as I called for you I called Called And I would fold Yes I would fold Cause I am a blanket And you were cold
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