You were so close yet so far away
and I ran out of words, begging you to stay
once taken, never to return
now watching from afar, you in his arms
…and I wish I could turn back the clock
but my hands and these hands have broken right off
and I wish I could turn back the clock
but I can't, no I can't
I still dream of you in my bed
the echoes of you still run through my head
when I close my eyes you're always there
I've tried to fill this hole, but no one compares
elemental self destruction
I can teach you a fine lesson
Inside your shell, under your skin
wasted the seconds to stop then begin
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