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running on empty

held your heart in contempt

he wouldn't go


shivering anger

never noticed the danger

you now know

you don't need to set me free

and I don't need your olive tree

I just wanna do some good

before my bones give up on me

so we compare our collections

of our scars and addictions

hearts at war

find our struggle is easing

swim though sodden and freezing

back to shore

and I am treading water

and you are heading northward

so hold me up

I'll bring you home

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