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[ti:just a silhouette] |
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[ar:exlovers] |
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[al:you forget so easily] |
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The streets are soked in the same stale liquor |
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and there's a cloud of doubt in my mind. |
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I thought I saw a friend I'd figured for a while |
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that I wouldn't find. |
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With the golden glow of the distant city. |
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you were just a silhouette: |
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As the street lights flickered like shining |
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mirrors I called out, but you'd already left - |
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You'd already left. |
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And as my thoughts collide, there's no silver |
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lining and it's raining doubt in my mind. |
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Then my thoughts divide into tiny pieces and |
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I keep them safely inside. |
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Cos tragedy is the same stale liquor, god - |
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it tastes like home. |
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You were just a silhouette: |
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I figured I probably should have known - |
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I should've known. |
