2. “But you awaken with dread, pounding nails in your head. But I’ve read this one where you come undone. I chose this cyclone with you. And who’s gonna hold you like me? And who’s gonna know you like me?”

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“But you awaken with dread, pounding nails in your head. But I’ve read this one where you come undone. I chose this cyclone with you. And who’s gonna hold you like me? And who’s gonna know you like me?”