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well nothing broke your fall and so you fell |
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down like concrete angels |
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like a nickel to the well |
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dragging a wish for silence |
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and friends all stand around and shake their heads and ask how it could be |
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that nothing broke your fall and so you fell |
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nothing broke your fall and so you fell |
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a heart so heavy with the drink |
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like ophelia to the deep |
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in truth more strange than fiction |
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before the morning starts again |
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all desperate times and desperate men |
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still nothing broke you fall and so you fell |
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well nothing broke your fall and so you fell |
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heaven hold your broken sprit now |
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if that's what you believed in |
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from a house of brittle things |
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and from a room of splinters |
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still tiny minded thoughts I think |
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someone else will fix my drinks tonight |
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since nothing broke your fall and so you fell |
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well nothing broke your fall and so you fell |
