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You're so special |
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Your mind is like a maze |
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Just look at your hands |
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Your nose, your mouth |
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You got such a beautiful face |
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Somehow something ain't right |
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Although you're such a pretty sight |
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Have we talked before, have we been in a fight? |
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No, I just said all these things |
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to someone else last night |
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I'm not lonely |
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But yes I am alone |
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Just took a chance |
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To be myself |
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Take care on my own |
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It's gone |
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Somehow something ain't right |
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Although you say I'm such a pretty sight |
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I've been here before right where I am tonight |
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Yes I thought all these thoughts |
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in my own mind last night |
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So where I'm going |
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Can't really say precise |
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Is it somewhere bad, somewhere nice, under these skies? |
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In a coffin lies a man who's not that old |
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About this man this dtory here is told |
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A man who never found anyone to hold |
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But he went to the grave before his soul was sold |