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too close for comfort, bed and breakfast in a spoon |
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the shortest breath of your young life |
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a long walk home on friday night |
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you made, one last stop at the store |
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so close to perfect, swear to hell thought it was you |
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this bouncing baby boys now turning baby blue |
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i've got your pictures on my walls, i got a long list of calls i must make... |
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to your existing family |
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you had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them up |
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your final coffin nails been driven far too much |
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this won't take long you said i'm not going far |
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go wait in the car |
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go wait in the car |
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i often wonder whats it feels like to be you |
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a mess like this stuck on your hands with crazy glue |
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ran out of time, no kiss goodbye |
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wish i oculd learn to let this sleeping dog die |
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with out lying to myself |
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you had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them up |
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your final coffin nails been driven far too much |
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this won't take long you said i'm not going far |
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go wait in the car |
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go wait in the car |
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you had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them up |
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your final coffin nails been driven far too much |
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this won't take long you said i'm not going far |
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go wait in the car |
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go wait in the car |