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Be careful little eyes what you see |
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It's the second glance that ties your hands |
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As darkness pulls the strings |
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Be careful little feet where you go |
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For it's the little feet behind you |
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That are sure to follow |
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It's a slow fade |
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When you give yourself away |
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It's a slow fade |
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When black and white are turned to gray |
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And thoughts invade, choices are made |
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A price will be paid |
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When you give yourself away |
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People never crumble in a day |
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It's a slow fade |
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It's a slow fade |
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Be careful little ears what you hear |
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When flattering leads to compromises |
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The end is always near |
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Be careful little lips what you say |
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For empty words and promises |
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Leave broken hearts astray |
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It's a slow fade |
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When you give yourself away |
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It's a slow fade |
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When black and white are turned to gray |
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And thoughts invade, choices are made |
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A price will be paid |
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When you give yourself away |
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People never crumble in a day |
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The journey from your mind to your hands |
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Is shorter than you're thinking |
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Be careful if you think you stand |
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You just might be sinking |
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It's a slow fade |
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When you give yourself away |
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It's a slow fade |
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When black and white are turned to gray |
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And thoughts invade, choices are made |
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A price will be paid |
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When you give yourself away |
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People never crumble in a day |
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Daddies never crumble in a day |
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Families never crumble in a day |
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Oh, be careful little eyes what you see |
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Oh, be careful little eyes what you see |
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For the Father up above is looking down in love |
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Oh, be careful little eyes what you see |
