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Different ways of counting fingers running through your hair
Ten to twenty lifelines if you doubt how this compares
There's fear enough to share a fear of loathing
So easy how you bear the trace of me without you there
So fall like the snow too much to slow
Too fragile to say hanging over every day
A breeze with contempt to shame the others
A story so thin to cover all your lovers
Count me out your standards shadow trade in competence
Ten to twenty answers shouting down on confidence
Too easy not to share to vain for secrets
There's fear enough in there a taste of need in someone's care