Typhoon

Typhoon

Prosthetic Love
Composição de (Kyle Morton)
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My folks had left the TV on 
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I was falling in love years  
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before I ever met someone 
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Like a prayer you don't expect an answer,  
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though you ask for one 

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Was sure my love would come along 
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Like some rare bird and only I  
                            
would recognize the song 
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Like the actors I've seen on the television 
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with the stage lights on 

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What I found was a gamble 
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You threw yourself in with me,  
                                     
made a cross, and you lit a candle 
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But we were only strangers cornered in a dark room 
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Projecting slides of cozy lives on the wall 
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In the light I thought I saw you 
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Was it nothing at all? 

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Of everyone I ever knew 
                           
I'm giving it all to you 
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I'm asking everything in return 
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and I have nothing left to lose 
                              
I'll get it back through you 
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I'll take your offer 

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It's time I wake and I'm still alive 
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Outlived my expiration date 
                      
Imagine my surprise 
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It's a backwards take on The Book of Job 
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His life was a wager and mine's a joke 
                        
Give him what he wants 
                       
He will never know 
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He's tired of trying to let himself go 

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Of everyone I ever knew 
                         
I've gotten used to you 
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I've grown attached to you being here 
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Of everyone I ever knew 
                               
I've learned to count on you 
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As my own fingers 
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Of everyone I ever knew 
                          
I've gotten close to you 
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I've grown attached to you being here 
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Of everyone I ever knew 
                             
I've learned to count on you 
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As my own fingers

Enviado por: João Pedro Ewerton

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