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For the first time |
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I can see your eyes |
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I am all alone |
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It is clear we'll fall from grace |
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we cannot walk away |
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away from each other. |
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Medicate my heart |
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I medicate your heart |
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its just wrong we stay. |
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the coldest part has come. |
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We built a perfect place |
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and pictured each other. |
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We are whitest sheets |
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Let's write the streets |
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Could you sit with me' |
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Under the icicles |
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Give me your trembling hands |
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I dont wear kid gloves |
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This darkness is complete |
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Please don't say a word |
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Oh we will stumble |
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but that's the way we walk. |
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Please tell me everything |
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and maybe in the end |
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we 'll even have lost the fear. |
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We are whitest sheets |
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Lets write the streets |
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the streets the streets the streets the streets the streets the streets the streets..... |
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I tried |
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I tried |
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to walk alone. |