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Bailey's her name and there's a price she takes. |
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Blurring lines while she ruthlessly raised the stakes. |
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And there's a mess that she made. |
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We kiss on the mouth with hearts that were bound and gagged. |
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The news was broke the witness was the Cascades. |
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Do you remember me? |
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'Cause there's a piece of my mind in a field of dandelions. |
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Do you remember me? 'Cause there's a tale I tell. |
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It's made of rain and hell. |
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We will seldom speak, and we will rarely talk. |
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Bailey, your secret's known. |
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She weeps in the brush alone. |
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Loss wed to despair, in love when her womb was bare. |
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We kiss on the mouth with hearts that were bound and gagged. |
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The news was broke the witness was the Cascades. |
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A kiss, a touch, our bodies became arsonists to will and brains. |
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To him the cold hearted thing was she came demanding rings. |
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The day was mute and hot. We will rarely talk. |
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I'm just where you left me alone by them lilacs. |
