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(Brooker) |
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My temper's boiling like a thermal mire |
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My heart is burning like a forest fire for you |
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Sticking pins all over my effigy |
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The pain's no worse than the witch's heart you left with me |
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How can you fail to see my point of view |
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Or are your eyes a bitch's brew? |
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At first I thought you came from paradise |
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then you split my world in two, but I love you |
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So tell me it another way |
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listen what I have to say |
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Don't leave me for another day |
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Tell me that you're here to stay |
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There's something odd about the way I fell |
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Could it be those potions that you mixed up Oh so well? |
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You spin your web but like a spider's mate |
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I served your purpose but for me it's not too late |
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You cut me deep but hat is how I learned |
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You're just my cup of gruel |
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Familiar faces that you left with me |
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Are they meant to be so cruel? 'Cos I live you |
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So tell me it another way |
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listen what I have to say |
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Don't leave me for another day |
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Tell me that you're here to stay |
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That's all the words you have to say |
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Tell me it another way |
