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Satelites are turning |
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Television's burning |
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Shine on water |
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Does it realy matter? |
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And if violence make the wind flow |
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I will break every bone in your body |
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And if silence make the wind blow |
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I will listen to the beat of your frosen heart |
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The temperature is rising now |
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The talking waters is running dry |
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The lips are seald, no thoughts revealed |
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And some will always say |
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There is a reason for everything |
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The love we gave, the gifts I made |
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The sun still shine for yesterday |
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And all my plastic angels |
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Are falling from the sky |
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Though all I've done was ever wrong |
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The ships is sailing , love has gone |
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So now It's down to me |
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And all I want is felicity |