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 | Lost Without You
hey how are you
I can't remember
when I touched your face
when we last embraced
the dark end of the trip
where my fingers
lost the grip
and every time I dream of you
you're cold you die
there's nothing I can do
so lost without you
and here's me
I hear the echoes
but I lost the sound
I'd do everything
I'd sell my final choice
for a second of your voice
and every time I dream of you
you're cold you die
there's nothing I can do
so lost without you
you're leaving me
and I can't do anything
anything at all
so desperate to stand tall
and still I fall
and every time I look at you
you're sweet you lie
you cut me with your bliss
there's nothing after this
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