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Glasswork shards decorate this house; |
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We're tossing lost darts out windows. |
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The splash and jangle of the secret signs, |
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Defied. You claim some secret age is |
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Upon us.You always loved short story form, |
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The signs behind it, the hidden doors. |
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You live for flame when the attraction's new, |
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The leathers pulled from a secret room. |
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Closed eyes stare into morning sun |
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When the dots form into connections. |
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If I'm honest you come to mind, |
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But baby I'm not. |
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If I'm honest you come to mind, |
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But baby I'm not. |
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The ink paths polished into working script, |
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We stare in wonder at the steps we skipped. |
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Tripping wires we have so carefully crossed, |
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The signs behind it at a perfect loss.(Chorus) |
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You're my lord, you're my shepherd. |
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Careful, kid, no one gets hurt. |
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You made me.(repeat chorus) |
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You stood by while the |
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French retook, |
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The science behind it was a dirty look. |
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Songe pas du |
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Rock 'n Roll. |
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Songe pas du |
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Rock 'n Roll, au revoir.(Chorus 2x)(Interlude)(Chorus) |
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You're my lord, you're my shepherd. |
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Careful, kid, no one gets hurt. |
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You made me this way. |
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Try to fail. (12x) |
