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Walking on thin ice, i'm paying the price. |
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I'm throwing the dice in the air. |
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Why must we learn it the hard way |
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And play the game of life with our hearts? |
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I gave you my life, you gave me your life. |
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Like a gush of wind in my hair. |
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Why do we forget what's been said |
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And play the game of life with our hearts? |
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I may cry someday. a kiss will dry whichever way. |
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And when my heart returns to ashes, it will be just a story. |
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It will be just a story. |
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And you go and try to walk across the lake |
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Crossed it with winter and all of this is ice |
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A terrible thing to do. they say the lake is as thick as the ocean. |
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I wonder if she knew? |