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The victims we know so well |
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They shine in your eyes |
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When they kiss and tell |
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Strange places we never see |
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But you're always there |
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Like a ghost in my dream |
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And I keep on telling you |
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Please don't do the things you do |
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When you do those things |
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Pull my puppet strings |
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I have the strangest void for you |
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We love and we never tell |
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What places our hearts in the wishing well |
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Love leads us into the stream |
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And it's sink or swim |
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Like it's always been |
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And I keep on loving you |
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It's the only thing to do |
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When the angel sings |
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There are greater things |
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Can I give them all to you |
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Pull the strings of emotion |
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Take a ride into unknown pleasure |
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Feel like a child |
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On a dark night |
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Wishing there was some kind of heaven |
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I could be warm with you smiling |
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Hold out your hand for a while |
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The victims |
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We know them so well |
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So well |
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The victims we know so well |
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They shine in your eyes |
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When they kiss and tell |
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Strange places we never see |
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But you're always there |
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Like a ghost in my dream |
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And I keep on telling you |
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Please don't do the things you do |
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When you do those things |
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Pull my puppet strings |
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I have the strangest void for you |
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Show my heart some devotion |
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Push aside those that whisper never |
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Feel like a child |
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On a dark night |
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Wishing we could spend it together |
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I could be warm with you smiling |
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Hold out your hand for a while |
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The victims |
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We know the so well |
