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It's 11:11, and there's a distance between, and I wish you were here
With your heart in my hand, and the will to understands, and your thoughts in my ear
All these predicaments, they'll have me sick for months, but I think now it's clear
Wrapped up in coincidence, followed round by strange events. But there's no sign of fear
Covered in red, the only enemy is my head, and it's fucked when left alone
My mind is clear of anyone, a year now they're gone, and I'm up feeling free
They were quickly replaced by warmth and embraces that I don't have to dream
You're not to worry I'm not in a hurry to figure you out. No I'm not gonna leave
You're not to worry I wont be discouraged by anything now. No I'm not gonna leave.
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