If you ever knew
I think it'd fall apart
You can't have me
Cos' I am not a man
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You hold it high
You're not so great to me
When you talk to me
I can hardly breathe
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You think you know the words that are floating around
So my heart can never be heard, no
I don't even think if I was living out loud
You would have noticed my whole world die
I can't breathe with you
I might talk to you
I come back to you
I don't want to
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It's all written in a diary
Everything you can't say to me
It's not even from living alone
You're always getting my fucking phone
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Oh, I might die from this
Oh, I might die from this
Oh, I might die from this
Oh, I might die from this
Oh, I might die from this
Oh, I might die from this
Oh, I might die from this
Oh, I might die from this
I love this album (and the EP's that proceed it). Before I picked this up I had never really listened to "Christmas" music outside of December, nor did I see much value in it. Colby Miller