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You used to show up at my door, broken, and defeated by the world And I'd take you in like a stray, feed you, give your head a place to rest My arms used to be a cradle, A warm, safe place for you to dream Somehow they became a prison, Captivation, soon turned to captivity If I could've stopped this casting From changing our characters You wouldn't be a liar And I wouldn't be a fool You used to undress in front of me, Disarm, expose yourself to me And I'd kiss all of your wounds, dress them, give you something for the pain My eyes used to be your windows They used to be open, and full of light Somehow they are just holes now, Something you can't get out of If I could've stopped this devolution From taking us back in time You wouldn't be a stranger And I wouldn't be a stranger
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Oct 11, 2012
Oct 11, 2012 at 7:47 PM UTC
Devolution
You used to show up at my door, broken, and defeated by the world And I'd take you in like a stray, feed you, give your head a place to rest My arms used to be a cradle, A warm, safe place for you to dream Somehow they became a prison, Captivation, soon turned to captivity If I could've stopped this casting From changing our characters You wouldn't be a liar And I wouldn't be a fool You used to undress in front of me, Disarm, expose yourself to me And I'd kiss all of your wounds, dress them, give you something for the pain My eyes used to be your windows They used to be open, and full of light Somehow they are just holes now, Something you can't get out of If I could've stopped this devolution From taking us back in time You wouldn't be a stranger And I wouldn't be a stranger
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Oct 11, 2012
Oct 11, 2012 at 7:47 PM UTC
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