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I Didn't Touch You

I see your scars but I'm at a loss
I didn't touch you, I didn't touch you.
I know I'm responsible, but I don't know how.
I didn't touch you, I didn't touch you.

Why did my words hurt you so bad, when did these cuts appear?
I wouldn't touch you, I wouldn't touch you.
This wasn't my purpose, you striped with pain.
I wouldn't touch you, I wouldn't touch you.

Now I'm appalled, I'm confused, lost and condemned.
I couldn't touch you, I couldn't touch you.
My own heart in agony, breath frozen and sin.
I couldn't touch you, I couldn't touch you.

Your blood spilled by your own hand, to release and to spill your emotions.
I didn't touch you, I didn't touch you.
Guilt in my soul… How did it feel? I'd never wanted this.
I didn't touch you, I didn't touch you.





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