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The gods and the saints preserve you, |
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'cause nobody here deserves you. |
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I'm living my life in flashback, |
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Since I lost my card for cashback. |
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and I've gone to rack and ruin, |
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Since I don't know what you're doing. |
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There's no clear or present danger, |
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That I see in any stranger. |
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Someone, somewhere, said to me. |
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Will someone, somewhere, marry me. |
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Well hurry up or, harry me. |
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Will someone, somewhere, marry me. |
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To you, To you, To you, To you. |
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The line on the screen has broken, |
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What once was asleep has woken. |
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I cover your face in make up, |
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Praying you'll one day wake up. |
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I've littered mt life with magic, |
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Yet I'm neither dead 'nor tragic. |
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The gods and the saints preserve you, |
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'cause nobody here deserves you. |
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Someone, somewhere, said to me. |
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Will someone, somewhere, set me free. |
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From all that I'm sa, 'posed to be, |
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Will someone, somewhere, marry me. |
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To you, To you, To you, To you. |
