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I set the scene to tell the tale |
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Who could have known this face would pale? |
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Life is never what you want |
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Unless you plan it from the start |
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Now wouldn't that be smart? |
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Don't make a sound, as I cry out |
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Is that what love is all about? |
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Don't make a sound, as I call out |
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I know that's not what's love about |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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So this is how it always goes |
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And what is real, we'll never know |
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Trust me now I know firsthand |
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My fiction leads my real life and |
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This isn't what I planned |
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Don't make a sound as I cry out |
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Is that what love is all about? |
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Don't make a sound as I call out |
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I know that's not what's love about |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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My melody's my malady, my hand inscribes my grave |
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I told you once I'll tell you twice there's nothing left to say |
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I don't know what I've been told, my memory escaped |
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But don't try to refresh my mind, I've reasoned it that way |
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Just shhhhhhhhh... |
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Don't make a sound as I cry out |
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Is that what love is all about? |
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Don't make a sound as I call out |
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I know that's not what's love about |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
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Don't make a sound |
