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Pounds & PoundsAnd it's out of breathAnd it's spinning around, In love with the sound of it's own voice, And it's toughest skin has been stretched so thin, it's invisible to us And if I forget will your hand be soft and guide me through it? And above all the rest I can't seem to pound my fist in deep enough... There is no end without you There is no end without you There is no sun to keep us warm in the winter Without you I am... I am... I am... without you |