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As I recall with my stomach turning
I was hiding away from myself, away from you
Like nothing, though something was terribly wrong
And I admit that I was only waiting for the right time
Night time, the right moment for you to look away
Though you never did, I pretended for a while
So I could walk where I don't belong
And I remember every word you said
Come back in time, come back
And I remember I would soon be dead
Now so pitiful, so pitiful
But I know as I hammered those nails into your beautiful hands
Your eyes still try to search for mine, but I look away
Now your eyes are the only thing that can save me
I'm still afraid of them piercing
You're breaking into my prison
Just pretended for a while
My soul is dying
I won't look away
And I remember every word you said...
I'll remember every word you said
This time I won't look away
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James Arthur:
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