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Restlessly breathing
My head's in pieces
I wonder if I can make it out
Of this day, this week, this month, this year
Or maybe I'll just disappear
For another year
And burn this photograph of you
I keep hidden away like a dirty magazine
Yeah, my hands don't look the same
Why would they anyway?
Found a shiny little piece of me in a Tokyo arcade
If the summer's gonna be as dark as the spring and winters passed
Then I won't be home before the autumn
I was an outline
I was a silhouette
I was apologies
A shitty caricature of a life well led and I
Wished the words would pour out of my mouth
Crawl through my teeth and finally make it out
Into the light of day where we could sit and watch it fade away
With your head on my shoulder
A picture never to forget
Keep the car outside
Ignore the broken brake light
And when you spent 15 years waking up
Don't be shocked or surprised when you can't stand up
And the weight of it all comes crashing down
My hands don't look the same
Why would they anyway?
Found a shiny little piece of me in a Tokyo arcade
If the summer's gonna be as dark as the spring and winters passed
Then I won't be home before the autumn
With your head on my shoulder
A picture never to forget
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