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Blow out the candles and turn on the lights
 I don't think that we can synthesize
 Until you're as empty as I feel on the inside
 But I've been there before I know how it goes
 There is distress in your voice intonations on phones
 And you start wearing holes through your favorite clothes
 They're familiar, they smell like, not being alone
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 And I haven't clipped my nails so the first thing you'll feel is sharp
 And while we're dancing in the shadows
 Embrace my fear of the dark
 Cause there's these things that you do and the things that you say
 And the way that you feel and you make me okay
 And I know that I can't be dependent on you
 Cause one day you'll be gone and I won't know what to do
 And every time I digress I put myself in a place
 And if I stay there too long I can't remember your face
 The colors, the contours, the flush of your cheeks
 The way that I slept and the grinding of teeth