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For days I've searched for the words |
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So i don't make a mess of this |
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I'll trade my eyes for a fleeting wish |
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I woke at 7am |
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The cold air was not becoming |
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This tune I started humming |
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And you lay there so still |
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With dark eyes shut and whiskey breath |
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You hadn't taken off your black dress |
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The curtain fell from it's rail |
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I shut the window so it wouldn't shatter |
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But it was nothing it didn't matter |
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To me our lives are barely built to last |
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How did you creep up on me so damn fast my dear? |
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I sat in the kitchen and thought |
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I've had a few knocks here and there |
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Was mostly my fault so i don't care |
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You said i have a bad side |
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It comes when all the clocks have stopped |
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I feel my heart begin to drop |
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To me our lives are fast approaching death |
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So lets go out in my suit and your black dress |
