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Like an old man walks to the end of his life |
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And he's carrying a bag of bloody knives |
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Pass them out and say "hold them tight" |
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Here's a weight too sharp to hold |
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So I'll take true love |
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And I'll cut it up with scissors |
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And I'll throw it in the fireplace |
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We can disappear together |
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Cut by a weight too sharp to hold |
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With a burnt soul, healing is painful |
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Asked to forgive when you're still angry |
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If I can't heal my heart, forgive me |
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So I'll take true love |
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And I'll cut it up with scissors |
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And I'll throw it in the fireplace |
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We can burn it out forever |
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Why is life so hard? |
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And I'll cut it up with scissors |
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And I'll throw it in the fireplace |
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We can disappear together |
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Cut by a weight too sharp to hold |
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So surround yourself with good people |
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I know it's painful but we can stand |
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And if this man can't walk, lend him a hand |
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With a burnt soul, healing is painful |
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Asked to forgive when you're still angry |
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If I can't heal my heart, forgive me |
