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She calls me from the cold |
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Just when I was low, feeling short of stable |
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And all that she intends |
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And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label |
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She says she's ashamed |
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Can she take me for a while |
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And can I be a friend, we'll forget the past |
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But maybe I'm not able |
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And I break at the bend |
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We're here and now, but will we ever be again |
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'Cause I have found |
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All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade... |
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Away...again |
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She dreams a champagne dream |
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Strawberry surprise, pink linen and white paper |
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Lavender and cream |
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Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her |
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She says that love is for fools who fall behind |
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I'm somewhere in between |
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I never really know |
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A killer from a savior |
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'Til I break at the bend |
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We're here and now, but will we ever be again |
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'Cause I have found |
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All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade... |
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Away...again |
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It's too far away for me to hold |
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It's too far away... |
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It's too far away for me to hold |
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It's too far away... |
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It's too far away for me to hold |
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It's too far away... |
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It's too far away for me to hold |
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It's too far away... |
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It's too far away for me to hold |
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It's too far away... |
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It's too far away for me to hold |
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It's too far away... |
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Guess I'll let it go |
