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Carbon copy aftertaste |
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The taste of lips so delicate |
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Stop the click and watch the room |
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Sitting pretty in full bloom |
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Your stain on my fingers like a headache that the pills won't kill |
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Hold your breath this is the part |
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That I've been waiting for |
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Words spill out in front of you |
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On your bedroom floor |
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Your stain on my fingers like a headache that the pills won't kill |
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I sat beneath the burning tree |
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I never gave my world away (maybe I should, maybe I could) |
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I sat beneath the burning tree |
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I never gave my world away (maybe I should, maybe I could) |
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I never gave my world away |
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Maybe I should maybe I could? |
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I never gave my world away |
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Maybe I could, maybe I would? |
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I never gave my world away (maybe I should, maybe I could) |
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I sat beneath the burning tree |
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I never gave my world away (maybe I should, maybe I could) |
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I sat beneath the burning tree |
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The burning tree |
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The burning tree |
