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It's not the knife you bleed on |
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It's not the cancer in your bones |
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It's not the sunrise choking |
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It's not the blood red moon alone |
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It's not the way you look dead |
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It's not the silent season |
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It's not the suffer intense |
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It's not the life you feed on |
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(It's the way the night falls into feeling gray) |
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Empire, I was built around your heart |
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(Hey! Hey!) |
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Let the right one in |
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Empire, I was built around your heart |
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(Hey! Hey!) |
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Let the right one in |
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Let the right one in |
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It's not the ghost you kill with |
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It's not the yellow eyes you crush |
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It's not your failing senses |
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It's not the barrel of this gun |
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(It's the way the night falls into feeling gray) |
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Empire, I was built around your heart |
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(Hey! Hey!) |
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Let the right one in |
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Empire, I was built around your heart |
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(Hey! Hey!) |
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Let the right one in |
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Let the right one in |
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Let the right one in |
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Empire, let the right one in |
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It's the way the night falls into feeling gray |
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Empire, I was built around your heart |
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(Hey! Hey!) |
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Let the right one in |
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Empire, I was built around your heart |
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(Hey! Hey!) |
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Let the right one in |
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Empire, I was built around your heart |
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(Hey! Hey!) |
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Let the right one in |
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Empire, I was built around your heart |
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(Hey! Hey!) |
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Let the right one in |
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Let the right one in |
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Let the right one in |