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Apr 2013
I had been hurt before, you see
That's why no one had ever trusted me
I stitched up my heart with a needle and thread
And I was almost done before you got inside my head

You blinded me, putting me under with your drugs
Pulling out my heart's hasty repairs tug by tug
Those few threads that barely held me there
You wielded a knife, cut them without a care

You can take your sticks and stones
You broke me, you won, now it's time to go
Old Blue
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Old Blue  The Clouds
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