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I was waiting for the change |
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To come from underneath the ground |
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Caught in half-light, there she stood |
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But I had given all I could |
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Upside down the shape looked normal |
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In its magic uniform |
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I can't remember getting older |
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I can't get it off my mind |
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It's only fascination diving |
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Keeps my spirits half-alive |
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My infatuation driving my incentive to survive |
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Does it suffocate the daughters |
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Or does torture sink a thrill? |
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Still obsessed with time will time |
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It's now and never, watch it swell |
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It's only fascination diving |
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Keeps my spirits half-alive |
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My infatuation driving my incentive to survive |
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It may be far away but it's here to stay |
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New reminders sway into yesterday |
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She walks towards me now |
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She lives, I don't know how |
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I can hardly move, I can hardly breathe |
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Roses, I am chrome |
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No, she's not at home |
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Shot down to the bone |
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Sitting here alone |
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She walks towards me now |
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She lives, I don't know how |
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I can hardly move |
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I can hardly believe in even nothing |
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I hide you in bullets, I had it all |
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Still dragged from shock to shock |
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One drink to let me sink |
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If I never see you again |
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If I'm jaded, stretched or cleaned |
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Don't tell me, I guessed |
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While you bled for me less |
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I love what you used to be |
