The mark of your spirit keeps going
Like the work of a criminal
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Are the guilty ones, now they're behind
Because they don't want to see
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And without us saying words, the gaze knows what to do
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And don't ask me questions, the answers are the limit
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They're the hand that squeezes till it hurts us
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Even though I swear it, every time
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That I look at your face, I'd start again
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That you cross that door like you're God
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I, every time that I wish never to see you again
And it won't be enough for us
Outside nobody will hear us
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Shout loud if that's your thing
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And without us saying words, the gaze knows what to do
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And don't ask me questions, the answers are the limit
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They're the hand that squeezes till it hurts us
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Even though I swear it, every time
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That I look at your face, I'd start again
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That you cross that door like you're God
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I, every time that I wouldn't let you in again
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That I tear the night to pieces and I feel alive
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That you cross that door like you were mine
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I, every time that I wish not to see you leave
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And a vortex opens, over this bed there's an immense sky
And together we look at it
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Our movement is balance between two parts that are killing each other
But they don't love each other in vain
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I see love's face when you turn your back on me
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Every time, every time