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First of all |
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It leaves a bad ache |
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So i choose good |
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Good things to think on |
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There we were heaven sent |
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Looks for lights anywhere |
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Bleed out the deviled soul |
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Look at what doesn't care |
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Please in me, make me well, |
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Make me well, make me well |
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This seed in me hasn't set |
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Heaven sent only shells |
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I keep my cold eyes locked |
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In a different place |
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I did it well |
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I did it for you |
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With all the cold that kept it down |
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Its ring in hard earned |
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I keep my cold eyes locked |
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In a different place |
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I did it well |
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I did it for you |
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When it's deepest in the ground |
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It's ringing harder than the bells do |
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Do it enough |
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Out of good. bad. |
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Always in awe |
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And nearly savoring |
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Meet me out when i'm want |
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Looks a lot, doesn't need it |
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Bleed this out deviled soul |
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Suddenly it's hard to see |
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I did it for you |
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With all the cold that kept it down |
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Its ring in hard earned |
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I keep my cold eyes locked |
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In a different place |
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I did it well |
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I did it for you |
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When it's deepest in the ground |
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It's ringing harder than the bells do |