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It was quiet while we walked through Kingston. |
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Hand in hand, the streetlights led us to where you lived. |
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We were alone and all you could say was |
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"All good things must come to an end". |
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You said the words in my mouth were more alive than I was. |
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I guess I don't belong here. |
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I guess I don't belong. |
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Why not tie a noose around my neck? |
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I'm sure it'd be much more subtle than everything that you said. |
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I've played your games too many times and I've grown tired. |
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Yeah, I'm tired. |
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So deal with it. |
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Can't sleep, can't think tonight. |
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I'm stuck. |
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I can't get out of this. |
