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Believe in me |
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Die for me |
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Drop at the feet of my dreams keep turning green |
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The noose you choose |
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Is nothing new |
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The tracks are loose |
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It's all an excuse |
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I hold my breath |
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I'm scared to death |
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This is the truth |
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Its all an excuse |
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Your thoughts askew |
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It's nothing new |
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You make me laugh my head off |
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The appeal of grey |
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and evil rain dainty scantys |
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strewn trail to ed rails damp |
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shanty shack her head felt the whack |
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the henchmans rent is spent |
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he's at my door |
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And all the mirrors are smashed from this ones the last |
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You make me |
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Laugh my head off. |
