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The things that you gave me, the bracelets I wore |
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Left a scar on my wrist, and my arms are still sore |
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From ripping your insides and tearing apart |
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Every little piece of your heart |
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And when I get done, there will be nothing left |
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Just a ghost and your bones, I still try to forget |
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But when I start drinking and shaking my hips |
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Said, 'oh, I'm missing your lips' |
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I said you need to come home, my skeleton |
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I'll give you some skin to make you whole again |
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I said you need to come home, my skeleton |
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As sure as the wind, your bones come marching in |
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My skeleton |
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My skeleton |
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If I could get you alone, alone and in love |
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I would take you to places you've only dreamed of |
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I want to hear your heartbeat say |
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What you've dying and trying to say |
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And I'm in love with the sounds I'm making you sing |
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In the night when you come |
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Like I am conducting your body through notes |
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you didn't know you could hit |
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I'll harmonize with it |
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I said you need to come home, my skeleton |
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I'll give you some skin to make you whole again |
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I said you need to come home, my skeleton |
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As sure as the wind, your bones come marching in |
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My skeleton |
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My skeleton |
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My skeleton |
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My skeleton |
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I'm crushing my heart into concrete |
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Graffiti up the sidewalks on your street |
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Yeah, its been how I've been |
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I said you need to come home, my skeleton |
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I'll give you some skin to make you whole again |
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I said you need to come home, my skeleton |
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As sure as the wind, your bones come marching in |
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I said you need to come home, my skeleton |
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I'll give you some skin to make you whole again |
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I said you need to come home, my skeleton |
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As sure as the wind, your bones come marching in |
