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that smoke, it moves just like sweet velvet |
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it lures me in till i'm drinking to kill the pain. |
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i'm trying to stay out of the fire, but the liquor, it won't let me |
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the only thing it's killing now is me. |
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your darkest eyes and pale skin are always on me. |
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black fingernail polish is chipping off again. |
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on my mind just like a death threat |
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or maybe a death wish. |
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kill me anytime i'm ready for it. |
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no one else was ever half this beautiful |
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and no two hearts were ever half what ours was whole |
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desperate like the rain on your midnight window sill |
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you said |
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i love you |
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and i know that's what you meant |
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i know that's what you meant. |
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there's a holy grail of the simple life led somewhere |
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in the blankets and trees between you and tennessee |
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st. peter's in a river running out to homer sea |
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where the leaves can break your heart |
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and the waves might wash me clean |
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no one else was ever half this beautiful |
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and no two hearts were ever half what ours was whole |
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desperate like the rain on your midnight window sill |
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you said |
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i love you |
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and i know that's what you meant |
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i know that's what you meant. |