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So far away |
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We never did touch too much |
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I felt like this empty plate |
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This half sipped on coffee cup |
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I'll paint you sceneries |
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With the prettiest colors |
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You ever did see |
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And no I never paint like that |
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No I never paint like that |
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Like that |
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Were so far away |
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No we never did talk enough |
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I felt like this empty place |
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It was made up with hollow space |
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And I'll write you poetry |
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Oh I'll use the prettiest words |
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That you ever did read |
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And No I never write like that |
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No I never write like that |
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I never write like that |
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Is it your heart that's tearing you apart |
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Is it your heart that's tearing you apart |
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Is it your heart that's tearing you apart |