The Wanting
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A cold state of love always leaves you holding the things you own
Above the things that you're wanting
They're saying let it go, it's strange how you chased it
It's faded kodachrome of someone in the cold
And you, you can go
And you, you can go
We are haunted
We are haunted
We are haunted
We are all dead
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