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I have a weak strong heart |
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Suffers every time we are apart |
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In my small room |
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Carries the dark and the gloom |
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Of every long day |
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In my window the trees they sway |
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And it's so hard to find you |
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In this cold world designed to |
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Bleed you, grieve you |
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And the dark nights proceed through |
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And it's so hard to find you |
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In this cold world designed to |
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Bleed you, grieve you |
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And the dark nights proceed through |
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He has a mean, mean way |
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Don't listen to his heart what to say |
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Goes to the river, crosses the bridge |
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Leaves his possessions if they don't come with |
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And it's so hard to find you |
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In this cold world designed to |
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Bleed you, grieve you |
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And the dark nights proceed through |
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And it's so hard to find you |
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In this cold world designed to |
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Plead you, bleed you |
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And the dark nights proceed through |
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So ho-hollow, so hollow without you |
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I have a girl's, girl's play |
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When I say go |
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I mean her to stay |
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You should know this by now |
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How many women does it take |
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To show you how? |
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And it's so hard to find you |
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In this cold world designed to |
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Bleed you, grieve you |
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And the dark nights proceed through |
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And it's so hard to find you |
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In this cold world designed to |
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Bleed you, grieve you |
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And the dark nights proceed through |
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And it's so hard to find you |
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In this cold world designed to |
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Bleed you and grieve you |
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And the dark nights proceed through |
