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What used to be a halo |
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Held above your head |
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Has now become a noose |
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Hanging there instead |
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What used to be a love bird |
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Glorious at least |
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Has now become a buzzard |
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Waiting for the feast |
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Such love |
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Such love |
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Too bad I never had such love |
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Such love |
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Such love |
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I'm glad I never had such love |
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Once infatuation |
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Meant a brand new start |
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Now it's just a crush |
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Extinguishing your heart |
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What used to be a fire |
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You needed to survive |
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Has now become a fever |
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Burning you alive |
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Such love |
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Such love |
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There's such a thing as too much love |
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Such love |
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Such love |
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Funny how hate can bring such love |
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From my precious point of view |
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It all seemed so unclear |
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Why someone would want to do |
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Something wrong to someone dear |
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I've got quite the advantage now |
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A fare more lucid view |
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I can see so easily how |
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One like me could get to you |
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What used to be a heated |
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Passionate embrace |
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Has now become a claustrophobic |
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Strangling disgrace |
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What used to be an arrow |
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Show with cupid's crest |
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Has now become a bullet |
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Ripping through your chest |
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Such love |
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Such love |
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From now on I'll never touch love |
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Such love |
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Such love |
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Better off living without love |
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What used to be lust |
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Rumbling in your soul |
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Has become a lesson |
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In utter self-control |
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What used to be a promise |
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Held with every breath |
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Has now become a sentence |
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Condemning you to death |
