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I’ve got a ribcage full of broken glass
Shards of you under my skin
I’ve got a new disease called memories
And it pollutes my bloodstream from within
All the king’s horses
And all the king’s men
Couldn’t put me
Back together again
I can’t remember the last time you looked at me and smiled
I see you drifting miles and miles away
And if I couldn’t walk I’d crawl to you
I’ll let you have your cake and eat me too
(if that’s what you wanted to do)
All the king’s horses
And all the king’s men
Couldn’t put me
Back together again
Sitting on the edge
Just about to crack
Can’t go forward
Can’t go back
And as I try to tighten my grip
You continue to slip through my fingers
You’re killing time
But it never seems to die ....
All the king’s horses
And all the king’s men
Couldn’t put me
Back together again
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