Philophobia
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A ride's coming down the line
and I don't mind if it falls flat of time
But how far will he drop from home
How ungrateful will he be when he's all alone, again.
I wish I could say it, I wish I could
Some find it while some should
I wish you would say it, I wish you would.
What use are warm hands on cold blood,
It's all head and no heart,
It's all head and
It's true until proven guilty
This world doesn't make room for two
Another has to go, another hit the road
I wish I could say it, I wish I could
Some find it while some should
I wish you would say it, I wish you would.
I'm afraid to open the door,
In fear I'll loose something more.
I'm afraid to let you in,
how I'd close the curtains,
break the vas.
I'm afraid to loose myself,
with this world built to fall.
How easily it would crumble if I
focus on the piece and not the puzzle.
Put a finger on my lips,
tell me there will be none of this.
Hold me till I'm mesmerised,
I'll be alright...
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