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Here's a long evasive story |
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Of failed hopes and glories |
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Old chandeliers and scratched out 45's |
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Some hands for my procession |
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And a couple drunk confessions |
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I'm soaked in rapture tonight |
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No lie, no lie, no lie... |
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Believe me when I say |
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That I'm trying hard today |
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But I'm not right, no, I'm not right |
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Tell me it's not true |
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I would never lie to you |
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I'm not right, no, I'm not right |
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Maybe you will see it wasn't meant to be |
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But it's not me... |
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The sins of the faithful |
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The luxuries of regret |
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And its a faithless |
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To have no loss tragedies |
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An acted up rectification |
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With all the best intentions |
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Smite me for my inquietudes, |
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No lie, no lie, no lie... |
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Cant believe you say |
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That you're better of this way |
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But I'm not right, no, I'm not right |
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Tell me what you see when you still look at me |
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I'm not right, no, I'm not right |
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I'm sorry when I say I'm still holding on today |
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And will you forgive me |
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When I found out I was stray |
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On the outskirts of the room |
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Doubled up on angel dust |
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There crying on my knees |
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For some god to come |
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And save this lifeless soul |
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And my ghost will wrap this words |
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As you cry yourself to sleep |
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I'm not right, no, I'm not right |
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I never want to know what I'm capable of |
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I'm not right, no, I'm not right |
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Tell me its not true, but I will not believe you |
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I'm not right, no, I'm not right |
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Maybe you will see that it wasn't meant to be |
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But it's not me... |
