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On and on like a rush song, like a long one.
Youre the miss in the partnership, yeah the right one.
There will come a day when I bury you,
I will go the same way, together,
Whatever there awaits us Im gonna get through.
And the closet thing to Jesus is suffering,
And the closet thing between us is air.
Dont say a word, thats not enough.
Makes me sick when I think of it in the wrong way,
bricks when I enter it in my bad brains.
Like a wound up toy Im kicking and a screaming,
Emo boy, nave and semi functioning.
Hey this is a love song, hands up if you feel it.
And the closet thing to Jesus is suffering,
And the closet thing between us is air.
Dont say a word, thats not enough.
And the closet thing to Jesus is suffering,
And the closet thing between us is air.
And the moment thats between us is everything,
Dont say a word, thats not enough.