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Oh, the sun won't let me rest it burns and dries me out. |
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Your eyes like pearls in blood so staring when I: |
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Oh, time won't pay, |
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I won't pay as she breaks these chains when I'm falling down. |
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I'll always, |
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I'll always, |
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I'll always feel like dying for you. |
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Oh. Glass of red deep wine I'll pour it all for you my god. |
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I'll choose my road for you. |
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I'll always make bed for two. |
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Oh, time won't pay, |
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I won't pay as she breaks these chains when I'm falling down. |
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I'll always, |
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I'll always, |
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I'll always feel like dying for: |
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you are my sin, my soul, my heart, my death and love to bury. |
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I'll always feel like dying for you. |