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You killed my future, |
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I looked on in pain |
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I hoped to see a poppy field at the end |
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My ears did burn, |
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I recollect your thoughts |
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You didn't even try to replace your hate for love |
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You're a matt black box, a pair of unwashed socks |
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A braincell killer with my life on the rocks |
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I tried to stamp you out |
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Shut you out of my mind |
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All I could do was to keep in line |
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Never look behind, you never know what you'll find |
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As a child |
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I'd hide, as a child |
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I never was told |
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I never was told, |
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I never was told |
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I got lost in the deep green sea |
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No source is greater, my moon's a crater |
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We got left by the forest edge |
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No source is great |
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At the end of the day, in the |
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Autumn years of my like |
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I simply walk away and shuffle my feet |
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I'm a stranger that |
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I'll never meet |
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My ears did burn, |
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I recollect your thoughts |
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You didn't even try to replace your hate for love |
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You're a matt black box, a pair of unwashed socks |
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A braincell killer with my life on the rocks |