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hold tight, miss cheater! you forgot |
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to wipe the scent of your lover from your cheast |
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i guess i never believed you had it in you. |
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burn the charade. |
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ignite your own fire |
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as the words from your lips |
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ignores all the questions. |
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i know what you're up to, |
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you ignorant slut. |
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you never tasted so shallow. |
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you have death on you lips, |
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cunt! |
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i always trusted every word you said, |
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you gave me hope for the future |
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so how could i swallow every single spit |
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of syllables from her tainted mouth? |
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when all her words were fucking bollocks! |
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here's to you and taking the easy way out! |
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we raise our glass this is a toast to all unfaithful ones. |
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with every inch of all our hearts still beating we will sing - |
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goodbye my beautiful. goodbye my beautiful. |
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there's no one who will stand right beside you |
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when all comes to how you're treating your loved ones |
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you're slipping away. |
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can you feel how you're fading? |
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important to none, you're dust in the wind |
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i put me trust in how the way she smile |
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it gave me strength for the future. |
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but waves are crashing in and we are drowning by the minute. |
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do you have a hand to hold on to? |
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for i have mine. |
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you're fucking dead to me! |
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and as a heart need it's beating surely yours will stop |
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i know i have said it before but mark my words |
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if shutting you up will be the last thing i ever do, |
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i will wrap the silence around your throat |
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and leave you breathless. |
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i will take every word from a lonely harlots mouth, |
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so pick your words wisely |
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for they will be your last, they will all be your fucking last. |
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the wind settles in, the clouds are getting closer |
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sound the alarm we are the storm |
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we raise our glass this is a toast to all unfaithful ones. |
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with every inch of all our hearts still beating we will sing - |
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goodbye my beautiful. goodbye my beautiful. |
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all her words were fucking bollocks! |
