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Well, I'm feathered |
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And torn by this life I have led |
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Live like you mean it |
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And don't miss a second of it |
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Phone up the man downstairs |
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And call him what you want |
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Hurting yourself as you speak |
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Those words of night |
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All you can do is sit back |
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And let her talk for a while |
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Where is my heart |
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And your love is cast aside |
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Do you want it? |
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Yeah |
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Do you need it? |
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Yeah |
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So fucking creepy |
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Yeah |
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Why don't you act |
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Like you fucking mean it? |
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Please stand up now |
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I'm coming home |
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Feel them talking |
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Behind your back |
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Do you want it? |
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Yeah |
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Do you need it? |
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Yeah |
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So fucking creepy |
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Yeah |
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Yeah |
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Witches, they are all witches |
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But we're equal on the deathbed, bleeding |
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If death's coming quick, it best come now |
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Morals are questions |
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The starving feed their young |
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We know there are still hearts to be won |
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Who are facing the firing line |
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Momma, this is my last goodbye |
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Please stand up now |
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I'm coming home |
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Feel them talking |
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Behind your back |
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All the rumors feel so alive |
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All the way down |
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I really thought I'd remember |
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All the way down |
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I really thought I'd remember |
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Only way is down |
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(I really thought I'd remember) |
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They'll catch you if you fall |
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Only way is down |
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(I really thought I'd remember) |
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They'll catch you if you fall |
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Please stand up now |
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Please stand up now |
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Please stand up now |
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I'm coming home |
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Feel them talking |
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Behind your back |
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All the rumors feel so alive |
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Please stand up now |
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I'm coming home |
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Please stand up now |
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I'm coming home |
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Feel them talking |
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Behind your back |
