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I thought that you were joking |
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When you said you couldn't breathe |
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You said you couldn't breathe |
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Turns out that you were choking |
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On a town you couldn't leave |
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You knew you'd never leave |
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It met your disapproval at the age of 8 years old |
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You were only 8 years old |
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From then on there was no removal |
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From that one way dead end road |
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That one way dead end road |
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I thought that you were laughing |
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When you cried your eyeballs out |
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You cried your eyeballs out |
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And I don't mean to be prying |
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But what were you so sad about? |
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What are you still sad about? |
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Met your disappointment at the age of 9 years old |
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You were only 9 years old |
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From then on there would be no ointment |
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To take away these burns |
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To make that pain grow dull |
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And forever ain't that long |
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When your smile's stuck in your head like a pop song |
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All you think about is death |
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Your dirty head has gone unswept for way too long now |
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I thought that you were sleeping |
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When I found you there in bed |
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I found you there in bed |
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When I touched you you were freezing |
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It turned out that you were dead |
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Turned out that you were dead |
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Met your disapproval at the age of 8 years old |
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You were only 8 years old |
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From then on there was no removal |
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From your ****ed up head |
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Your broken home |
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And forever ain't that long |
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When your smile's stuck in your head like a pop song |
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All you think about is death |
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Your dirty head has gone unswept for way too long now |
