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bound to this couch, i lie in waiting

 watching wind blown memories slip by my window sill

 i can't fall asleep, voice in my head disturbs me

waking nightmares keep, have my cries fallen on deaf ears

 can you hear me or am i....

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talking to myself again, is there anybody listening

 are you taking this in, am i wasting my breath

 tell me, is the wind in your sails worth everything you give

 are you looking for something, forgiveness

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 i leave it up to you, i guess i'm better off removed

 because the situtations growing too thick,

 in your hands

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 could it have been something i said,

 or was it something that i did

 did i ruin my chance, have you written me off

 tell me where did i cross the line,

 and can i work my way back this time

 will i always regret this decision

 i leave it up to you,

 i hope you find a good excuse because

 i've given about all that i can give,

 in your hands

Solo

,-SLIP IN TO ,

 are you taking this in, am i wasting my breath

 did i ruin my chance, have you written me off

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i could try to count the times that i've been through this in my mind,

 but i'm running out of fingers and i don't have that much time