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Maybe |
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You could wait a while |
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While I can prepare the plans |
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So I can fix up your smile |
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Lately |
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My head's been in a pile |
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And miles have gone by since you were the answering child |
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My arms had gone up |
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But now they must come down |
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My arms had gone up |
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But now they must come down |
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I'm sorry my love, sorry for the sound |
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Of your heart shattering, dead on the ground |
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Everywhere you go |
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There's a comet facing the coldest of poles |
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Did they tear you down? |
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You're a beautiful girl in the ugliest town |
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You're a beautiful girl in the ugliest town |
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I'm sorry my love, sorry for the sound |
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Of your heart shattering, dead on the ground |
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I've been dreaming of ghosts |
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Cuts like a razorblade, nostalgia alone |
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Home's still your bones |
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Move into you, as you move into me |
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Sit here a moment as you're watching me sneeze |
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I'm not quite as horny as you'd like me to be |
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Keep hunting for secrets everyone knows |
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I've lied to myself, I've lied to my foes |
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The past is what happened when you were alone |
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Alone in his room, then you took off your clothes |
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How did it happen? Why must I know |
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The images last when I need them to go |
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I'm sorry my friend |
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I'm looking for my soul |
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I'm looking for my soul |
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If you see it around |
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Pick up your phone |
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Pick up your phone |
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Pick up your phone |
