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Suicidal sunrise and the tears upon your face |
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It seems all that keeps you existing in this place |
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Are the powders and tonics after all the guests are gone |
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Listening to the empty telephone |
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And if you thought she'd listen |
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You would tell her one more time |
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How you'd bargain with the devil |
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Just to get her off your mind |
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Oh and last night's confession |
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As you turned off the light was that |
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You swore you'd never forgive time |
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For all it's done to you |
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And all you've been through |
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Well I say come back |
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But you can't see past yesterday |
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And I think there's more to this |
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But you don't hear a thing I say |
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I forfeit my position |
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Just to hear you play the blues |
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Well maybe this life's not so cruel |
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Afterall... |
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You wander through the minutes |
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And they slowly turn to hours |
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And the darkness that invites you |
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Only helps 'til you come down |
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And you'd like to let it go |
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Let it slip on through like sand |
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But you don't know how to save yourself |
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You don't know if you can |
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Well I say come back |
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But you can't see past yesterday |
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And I think there's more to this |
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But you don't hear a thing I say |
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I forfeit my position |
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Just to hear you play the blues |
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Well maybe this life's not so cruel |
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Afterall.. |
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Maybe the clouds will part |
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And the sun will come out |
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Maybe you'll find someone |
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And get a brand new start |
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Maybe you'll open your eyes |
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To a different day |
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Maybe you'll find a way |
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Maybe you'll find a way |
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Maybe you'll find a way |
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You better find... |