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Your mailbox is always empty |
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And your landlord always complains |
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And you try to forget your past |
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But it's just adding to your pain |
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And it's time for one more cigarette |
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Yes, i slept on your satin pillows |
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They felt like a second skin |
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You needn't have looked so helpless there |
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I was the moth stuck on your pin |
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Sleeping, i am the sleeper |
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Sleeping, i am the sleeper |
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Oh it used to feel so right |
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Everything seemed new |
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I haven't changed |
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It isn't me that's what's wrong with you |
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Sleeping, i am the sleeper |
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The sun came up and you'd come back |
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The door was open wide |
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I should have slammed it in your face |
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I should have shot you in the back |
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That's what jesus would have done |
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If satan had come |
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And looked him in the eye and said |
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"you're my kind of guy, why don't you come away with me? |
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Come away with me" |
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Cause i love you, i love ya, i love ya - that's what she said |
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I love ya, love ya |
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I'd rather speak to satan himself |
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I love you, i love you, i love you |
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I love you, i'm the sleeper |
