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Eyes that blind like |
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A glare that comes from the sun delivered from above choking on the apple of your eye |
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I sit and wonder why |
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I sit here roped and tied and |
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I should've known |
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I should have been gone long ago 'cause you're done but where do |
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I go when |
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I've no place to run? |
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I think it's gonna give me a heart attack acting like a broken record skipping every track |
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Iron out the wrinkles of your soul and darn out the holes in your head |
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I carry my love for you in a thimble and |
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I sew back the seams of my love in your heart with a rusty needle and thread |
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I should have been gone long ago 'cause you're done now |
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I look in your eyes like |
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I stare at the sun |
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I think it's gonna give me a heart attack you're acting like a broken record skipping every track and |
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I should've known |
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I should have not sewn these seeds so deep but |
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I'm sure that they will grow from the tears that you weep |
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I should have been gone long ago 'cause you're done now |
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I look in your eyes like |
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I stare at the sun |
