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Even in an evening gown, you always got your sleeves rolled |
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all the way down |
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Messages you wrote were to be read alone |
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a laundry list in a clenched fist never meant to be shown |
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Can you read my mind? |
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then how was my day today |
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ask the river to devine, what does the river say? |
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Flash of bone, like a lightening strike |
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Ran down the line, shot up your spine like a shorted out mic |
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Swallow the sky |
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Swallow the sea |
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Number one with a bullet, no you can't catch me |
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Swallow your pride |
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Just follow me |
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Tied down inside where the nightmare's hide |
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Let the poor girl be |
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All the while that winning smile |
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Pale and still draining |
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snow white's out black fire |
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underneath your sweater ten fingers all red |
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i bequeath this gold map of the stars to the living dead |
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A little song bird singing |
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Inside my head |
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Smack down on the sofa |
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Breakfast in bed |
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Swallow the sky |
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Swallow the sea |
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Number one with a bullet, no you can't kill me |
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Swallow your pride |
| [02:22.26] |
Just follow me |
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Let the poor girl be |
