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I've seen this place all too many times, and it's wearing thin, |
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But you leave with a glance that |
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I can't forget, and it burns into my very skin. |
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It leaves a mark that won't go away, |
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This isn't love, when you fly away, to a place |
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I cannot find. |
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So spread your wings, come back to me or just leave, bury me tonight. |
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Take air into your wings and fly away |
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Finish what you started and bury me. |
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But I'm slipping in over and over again, |
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I'm aching for something |
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I never had. |
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But they said, she used to sing out to everyone; |
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So I can't stop until she swells her chest and sings to me, |
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This isn't love, when you fly away, to a place |
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I cannot find. |
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So spread your wings, come back to me or just leave, bury me tonight, bury me tonight. |
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Now the wind fills your wings, and you've buried my grave |
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Your song's in my ears and it still haunts me. |
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Bury me tonight, |
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Bury me tonight, ooohh, |
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Bury me tonight. |
