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Your love was always yours to give |
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We'll start another war |
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But you always wondered perfectly |
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What you're living for |
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You never needed mine |
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The crime is never what you steal |
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But what you leave behind |
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And maybe I'm too blind to see |
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The line was always crossing me |
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And maybe I'm too far to reach |
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But what's inside of you still same as me |
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Sweet birds, in the cage |
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Sweet birds, in the cage |
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Sweet birds, in the cage |
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Sweet birds, in the cage |
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Sweet birds, in the cage |
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Sweet birds, in the cage |
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Your soul was only yours to keep |
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It's buried in me now |
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A bullet from the shell it leaves |
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It strips it to the ground |
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And maybe I'm too blind to see the fire is all that walks with me |
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And maybe I'm too starved and weak |
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What's inside of you still same as me |
