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Pull

Nothing pulls quite as hard Like the lost days that never start Like the days you spent in the dark You’re pulling on my broken heart For reasons that we never know the winter rain and the summer snow down above or up below we turn it ‘round before we go Catch a flight or ride the train our destiny is still the same we chose to wear these heavy chains they tear our flesh and our remains But nothing pulls quite as hard As you pull the strings of my heart One day it will come clean apart No nothing pulls quite as hard

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