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Last chance to make believe in always and all it seems |
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Train wrecks hide underneath your umbrella |
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Set the frame destiny on this first name soliloquy |
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Tired symphonies play downward |
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Let me give the world to you my love |
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Let me give the world to you my love |
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Let me show you what I'm thinking of |
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Let me give the world to you my love |
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So far |
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So far |
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So far |
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Lovers form dead excuse |
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And blur the line with soul abuse |
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My lonesome lines just have no use around here |
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New skin may hold you in |
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But the old skin still turns us on |
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Flicker fades the nitrate dawn to wear |
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Let me give the world to you my love |
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Let me show you what I'm thinking of |
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Times are hard and we're the last in line |
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'Cause in my grief I'd forgotten what was mine |
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No I wouldn't change a thing |
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No I, no |
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No I wouldn't change a thing about the way you are |
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The distance here, the speed so far |
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So far |
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So far |
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So far |
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Let me give the world to you, my love |
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Let me give the world to you |
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So far |
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So far |
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So far |
