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Believe what you see in the sky |
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Believe in the nightmare called living |
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The night's turning blue in the sky |
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It's growing colder and colder |
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Believe in the nightmare called love |
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Believe in the contempt of living |
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Your hands turning blue in my hair |
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They're growing colder and colder |
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You're promised so much |
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It's growing colder and colder |
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You're promised so much |
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It's growing colder and colder |
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Believe what you see in the sky |
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Believe all my tears on your shoulder |
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My dreams are embracing the smell of the past |
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Deep in my heart like a folder |
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Believe in the nightmare called love |
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Believe in the nightmare called living |
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The night's turning blue in the sky |
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It's growing colder and colder |
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You're promised so much |
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It's growing colder and colder |
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You're promised so much |
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It's growing colder and colder |
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Believe what you see in the sky |
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Believe all my tears on your shoulder |
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My dreams are embracing the smell of the past |
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Deep in my heart like a folder |
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Believe in the nightmare called love |
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Believe in the nightmare called living |
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The night's turning blue in the sky |
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It's growing colder and colder |
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You're promised so much |
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It's growing colder and colder |
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You're promised so much |
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It's growing colder and colder |
