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Daylight |
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Morning's creeping in |
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Had the blackest dream |
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Are you souring |
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And I dreamt that I wiped all the blood from your eyes |
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Woke up thinking I loved you but I can't say why |
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So please |
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Leave your fucking money at the door |
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Concede |
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You know you'll be coming back for more |
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We're all looking for gold here |
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Midnight |
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And you inch along |
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Devil's in the backyard now |
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Where it all went wrong |
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And I drink myself sick so I wont see you crawl |
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Guess I drained all your beauty to watch you dissolve |
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So please |
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Leave your fucking money at the door |
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Concede |
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You know we're all coming back for more |
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We're all looking for gold here |
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And I hate that I need you and I don't know why |
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And I hate that I need you and I can't say why |
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So please |
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Leave your fucking money at the door |
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I Concede |
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You know you're all coming back for more |
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So please |
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Leave your money at the door |
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We're all looking for gold here |
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We're all looking for gold here |
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We're all looking for gold here |
