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You and me, reality out of my fantasy |
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We had it all |
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But somehow it slipped away |
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There's nothing left to say |
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We set the night on fire |
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The roaring thunder of our own desire |
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Just you and me |
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Now there are only cloudy skies |
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Inside of my mind |
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We had it in our hand |
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Took it for granted |
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It would never end |
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Best cards |
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Our house of cards collapsed |
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Now I am locked behind the bars |
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Oh baby I want you back |
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I long for shelter but I got the sack |
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From our love |
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And so I drink my soul away |
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Pissed night and day |
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I'm too drunk to cry |
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And you're the reason why |
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I wanna die |
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I'm too drunk to see |
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What fool you made of me |
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I stumble through the pubs |
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Spend all my money in those rotten clubs |
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But there's no chance |
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To find a substitute for you |
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Out of the blue, oh no |
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And now it hurts so bad |
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Cuts like a knife |
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And almost drives me mad |
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Can't help myself |
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Hope shakes my hand and says |
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"Goodby, perhaps we'll meet again |
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One fine day" |
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I'm too drunk to cry |
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And you're the reason why |
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I wanna die |
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I'm too drunk to see |
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What fool you made of me |
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And so I drink another Whiskey |
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Cos the best is yet to come |
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A pint of stout will help me |
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To get back to the sun |
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I'm looking for redemption |
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At the bottom of my glass |
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Can anyone give help |
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To the prisoner of the bar |
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I'm too drunk to cry |
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And you're the reason why |
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I wanna die |
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I'm too drunk to see |
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What fool you made of me |
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And now it hurts so bad |
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Cuts like a knife |
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And almost drives me mad |
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Can't help myself |
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Hope shakes my hand and says |
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"Goodby, perhaps we'll meet again |
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One fine day" |
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"Last order" from the bar |
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My fate is sealed: alone |
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A fading star |
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Solace drowned in my last stout |
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I was in, now I'm out |
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I'm too drunk to cry |
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And you're the reason why |
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I wanna die |
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I'm too drunk to see |
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What fool you made of me |
