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This is my happy ever suicide |
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My hands tied behind my breast |
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My silhouette did pirouettes |
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The curtains are closing |
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My baby was my ooh-lah lah, neverlasting |
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My baby was my cry me rivers and shadow casket |
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Who could be my lovely, my lovely? |
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Who could be my only one, my only? |
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I'm almost just as empty as you think I am, |
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A penny for your thoughts |
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A wooden hair of happiness, a pretty Ricky Ross |
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A may-black music, |
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I woke up in my sympathy, became black Judas |
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All my everythings for sale |
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All my secondhand discoveries, Dungarees faded pale |
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All my halfway hallelujahs are tippy-toed in the mail |
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All the fluctuations on scales |
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And the missing therapy sessions of bullies |
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Treating me well |
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Well, we don't drink that |
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If it ain't the top shelf, ***** you can keep that |
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Share my life on Telefone, |
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I'm 25 at 306, and 809 became my home |
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Gave you a taste of my redemption |
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And now I want my drink back |
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Somebody hold me like I'm almost enough |
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Somebody told me pray for heaven, saw how tiny it was |
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Little love from me, we can build this home alone |
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Alone |
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Forever with you, forever with you |
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I'm a home away from home |
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And promise you'll keep this secret |
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And promise you won't forgive me |
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To tell you that smells like peaches |
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He who leeches on love is a lame, |
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Chains and left her for London |
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Wireless festival reparable, so good when he wasn't |