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She's just another moment;
Of time gone by.
She's just another precious piece;
Of something you should have gone back to.
She's the one that got away;
The one that should have stayed.
She's the one you always thought;
The one you always thought.
She's the one you always thought, was a waste.

Now you're trying to forget;
Forget her and the mess, you left behind.
She helped you when you were blind;
When you were left behind.
When no one was there to help you out;
She was the one never in doubt of anything.

The feeling's rushing again;
It's piercing your blood like oxygen.
It makes you want to break down and cry.
It's the fire burning up your soul;
A pain with nothing left to hold;
On to.
It makes you want to scream;
To tear down everything.
It makes you want to fall.
Oh yeah, it makes you want to fall.
It makes you want to fall;
Back in love.

Some things are impossible;
It's impossible not to think of you.
It's the way your hair looks;
The color of your eyes too.
It's everything I need;
To get the strength to carry on.
It's this feeling that I have inside;
It makes me try to sing along.

The feeling's rushing again;
It's piercing my blood like oxygen.
It makes me want to break down and cry.
It's the fire burning up my soul;
A pain with nothing left to hold;
On to.
It makes me want to scream;
To tear down everything.
It makes me want to fall.
Oh yeah, it makes me want to fall.
It makes me want to fall;
Back in love.