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Aisle of fire |
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close to you and desire |
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I'm half way home |
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The worst stings in life have left me numb |
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Please don't leave this disaster |
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The hummingbird as my imposter |
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Aching sighs |
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To the words and the writing |
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I'm blind |
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Ghosts run in my angels eyes |
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Sing words so soft from my mind |
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Believe the eyes of iolite |
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Please don't believe the way they want you to leave |
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Blaming arms are better I think left alone |
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Ghost ride in my angels eyes |
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steal words so soft from my mind |
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believe in the eyes of iolite |
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"Tell you why I won't cry |
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Tempted by life |
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Want this strife I suppose |
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Tell you know |
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I was light, Iolite |
