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She flew across the sea, we talked on a small screen |
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A cubism dream, the most beautiful squares |
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I'd ever seen |
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The canvas was free, a gift good mother gave to me |
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We joked at how they talked so differently |
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I will never know what had rot my heart |
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It just came and went in the dark |
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I had changed into the certain kind of man |
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That could break your heart with his own hands |
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We were to scan our own towns |
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And make good on what we found |
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Oh, what a fool |
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I was to think |
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That I could get by on a smile and a wink |
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I make a friend, |
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I make you sick |
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Could you even imagine a kiss? |
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We spoke of how we talked so differently |
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I spoke of how |
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I felt so differently |
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I will never know what had rot my heart |
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It just came and went in the dark |
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I had changed into the certain kind of man |
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That could break your heart with his own hands |
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So in Australia on |
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HalloweenI proved what our love meant to me |
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The suffering, the struggling |
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I did it for you, |
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I did it for me |
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I did it for me |
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I did it for me |
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I did it for me |
