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Editors - Papillon |
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Darling, just don't put down your guns yet, |
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if there really was a God here, |
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he'd have raised a hand by now. |
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Darling, you were born but you will die here, |
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that's quite enough for me too, |
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we'll find our own way home somehow. |
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No sense of doubt, for what you can achieve, |
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I'd help you out, I've seen the life you wish to lead. |
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Well it kicks like a sleep twitch! |
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You will choke, choke on the air you try to breathe. |
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Darling, you were born but I'm gonna die here, |
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well that's quite enough for me too, |
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we'll find our own home somehow, Papillon! |
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It kicks like a sleep twitch! |
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Darling, now just don't put down your guns yet, |
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he'd have raised a hand by now! |
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well that's quite enough for me, |
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we'll find our own way out somehow. |
