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Pretty words |
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Likes ones you've never heard |
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Oh those pretty words |
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What can they say? |
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It felt like the first summer's day |
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When I heard those pretty words |
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Oh those pretty words |
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Oh those... |
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Pretty words |
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Like ones you've only overheard |
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They hang together like pearls |
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I can't even say |
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Do you feel so much better now |
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Now you've heard those pretty words |
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Oh those pretty words |
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Oh those... |
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Oh those pretty words |
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They hang all around me now |
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Like a nicotine string of pearls |
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I'm falling inside them now |
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When there's a sound you hear |
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And it feels like everything |
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And it feels like everything |
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And it feels like... |
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You're just such a pretty one |
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You make everything feel undone |
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Waiting for those hands to come |
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Waiting for those hands... |
