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Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth

Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt

Still a little hard to say what's going on

Still a little bit of your ghost your witness

Still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed

You step a little closer each day

So close I can’t see what's going on

Stones taught me to fly

Love, taught me to lie

Life, taught me to die

So it's not hard to fall

When you float like a cannonball