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And you needn't feel? |
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Though we do these things alone |
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there's always time to share in |
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these honest words |
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They might carry us home |
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to where the brittle little lies that you never would day return |
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live in honest groves |
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So leave now and let it all turn black |
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I've got that same shit crawling up my back |
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Turn the lights down low |
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because honey we tried but we couldn't break the lion's hold |
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On us tonight |
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When I followed you home |
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No? I didn't mean to pry but I couldn't bear his hands on |
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On you this time |
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I'll grieve now and let it all turn black |
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I've got that same shit crawling up my back |
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So take me home |
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to the colours and the recent stones |
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show me I had a chance to change |
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But then I was lost in black |
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Bury me deep |
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down the corner down on bleeker street |
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where you had a line of believers |
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pulling at your coat tail straps |
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They're coming back |
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They're coming back |