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for all you know hes a liar and he is sharing your heart of beads to another |
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and he certaintly keeps feeding up that fire |
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and your raindrops are sure to make water |
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as you scream we are tired like wire |
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but the rust seems to break us apart |
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and those hearts that youve eaten have pruned you ip into circles |
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and i guess you were trying to crack the shell |
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and these day im feeling like a pirate |
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and also for the record i have stole a bit of beauty |
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and it shines like a yellow gown over the water |
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but i still cant seem to make myself feel happy |
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ill just walk the plank and say i will be better off drowning |
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to become water for another tree |
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i could feed and grow those roots beside me |
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and ill be laughing yes i will be laughing at me |
