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I fed the clues of a lost day killed in motion |
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But I thought out it so like there's no other way it could of been done |
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Will they size my fit for a puzzle |
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I wish not to play part in it? |
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A heart stained in hate, a feeling |
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I fear will play circles |
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But you, you were my favorite |
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But you, you know, you were my favorite |
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I've severed my ties to shroud this body under the streets of this city |
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And wait for the day when |
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I am summoned to walk across the face |
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Well slowly but clearer now in visions that play and plague memories |
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I love them with all as a son should to mother and father |
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But you, you were my favorite |
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But you, you know, you were my favorite |
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Would I walk through the door, |
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Shedding the light of all life? |
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With the rise and reform, |
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Would I come as before? |
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Pray you're not the only one |
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Pray you're not the only... |
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If given mistakes would |
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I take them back? |
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If erasing them could |
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If erasing them would |
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But would they be the words that |
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I would say? |
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Your face and a door between |
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I've parted three ways |
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For you, the |
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Newo that |
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I lovedDid you ever really know before, my face shamed to break? |
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Did you ever really know before, my mind scared to think? |
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Did you ever really know before, my name son to these? |
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Did you, did you, did you come clean, in the end from the start? |
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Dear Ambelina, the |
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Prise wishes you to watch over me |
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Dear Ambelina, the |
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Prise wishes all to watch over me |
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I fought the decisions that called and lost |
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My mark has a relevant piece in this |
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I will come reformed |
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In short for the murders of those |
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I courtI bless the hour that holds your fall |
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I will kill you all |
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I will call you (I will cross you out) |
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Out from shelter |
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Burn your wings, |
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You'll know no better (Burn your wings) |
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I will call you (I will cross you out) |
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Out from shelter |
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Burn your wings |
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And learn their letters (Burn your wings) |
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I will call you (Dear Ambelina,) |
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Out from shelter (The Prise wishes you) |
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Burn your wings (To watch over me) |
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You'll know no better. (Burn your wings) |
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I will call you (Dear Ambellina,) (I will cross you out) |
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Out from shelter |
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Burn your wings (To watch over me) |
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And learn their letters (Burn your wings) |
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I will call you (Dear Ambellina) |
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Out from shelter (The Prise wishes you) |
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Burn your wings (To watch over me) |
