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[ti:Smoke] |
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[ar:Moddi] |
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[al:] |
[01:10.14] |
It's there, it's where it begins |
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And it's calling your name |
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You've been down there all night now |
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in a state that I can'not explain |
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Behind grey curtains of ash |
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From a word it was burn |
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Now smoke rises high from your head |
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morning mist lying dead |
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On naked shoulders |
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no flowers, no thorns |
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[02:21.56] |
Hey love |
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stay the **** out of my home |
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I've told you a thousand times |
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Cause my brain tells me you're dangerous |
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And my belly says |
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you're just too hard to find |
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A kiss from sullen lips of ashes |
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will probably blow this whole winter away |
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But something tells me this is just not real |
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Something tells me this smoke is here to stay |
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It was supposed to be an endless day |
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Supposed to be an endless day |
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Oh~ |
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