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Ilse Delange - Fail |
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The floor looks better now, that I''ve swept the mess you made |
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I wish it was that easy, to wipe regret away |
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But you don''t seem to mind ''cause you never have to touch |
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All the stains you leave behind, I keep picking up to |
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Fall, like the sky lets go of snow |
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Fall, like sunken ships on ocean floors |
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Fall, like the words we couldn''t hold |
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We fall |
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I have boxes stored away underneath our bed |
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The things I once held dear, now hold dust instead |
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It''s time to take them out and put them all outside |
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I wish it was that easy to clear my mind |
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I fall, like the sky lets go of snow |
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Fall, like sunken ships on ocean floors |
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Fall, like the words we couldn''t hold |
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We fall |
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And every time I let you closer |
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I lose a part I won''t get back |
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I''m feeling just a little older |
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Every time I fall |
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Every time I fall |
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Fall |
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Fall |
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Fall, like the sky lets go of snow |
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Fall, like sunken ships on ocean floors |
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Fall, like the words we couldn''t hold |
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We fall |
