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A stranger has come |
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To share my room in the house not right in the head |
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A girl who's mad as a bird doomed |
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Shot down from heaven's bed |
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Her arms once feathered can carry her no more |
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The oceans have disappeared |
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May I be her refuge in the envy of the word |
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Each time |
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I hold her near |
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Love in the asylum |
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Bittersweet kiss |
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Come to me stranger |
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Rid me of this |
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Through delusive light on the bouncing walls |
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In trenches too narrow to share |
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Dying men of madness roar |
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Of burdens too great to bear |
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On madhouse boards worn and thin |
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By my walking tears |
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In the light of her arms she takes me in |
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And the walls disappear |
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Love in the asylum |
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Bittersweet kiss |
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Come to me stranger |
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Rid me of this |
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Love in the asylum |
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Bittersweet kiss |
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Come to me stranger |
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Rid me of this |
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Love in the asylum |
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Bittersweet kiss |
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Come to me stranger |
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Rid me of this |
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Love in the asylum |
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Bittersweet kiss |
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Come to me stranger |
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Rid me of this |