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Mark Lecuona Jun 2015
How it must feel to know
It’s as if my words aren’t real
My skin is peeling but the blood won’t leave
I’m hiding in the sunshine for something I can’t steal

I keep telling you, but I know, I know
The words fade because you chose the distance
I thought about the hand you always play
It reminded me you’d gamble away your existence

I don’t mind
I don’t mind being strong
Or being so weak
I need love
But I won’t die
If you think our love is wrong

What did you think when I called
Did you like the fact that it was your choice
Or was it that you know this is the only time
That you could really hear love in my voice?

How it must feel to go
It’s as if I am no longer real
Your skin crawls with bumps you try to ignore
You heart still knows how it is that I make you feel

I don’t mind
I don’t mind being strong
Or being so weak
I need love
But I won’t die
If you think our love is wrong
Song lyrics

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