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(Hammill) |
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Oh, the Sisters of |
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Blindness from the |
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Convent of the |
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Broken Heart, they want to smother it with kindness, they want to tear it all apart. |
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And there's a rock of sterile virtu' in the centre of the bay.... |
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I'm so sorry he hurt you, but don't throw yourself away. |
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You only wanted to have some fun, you only wanted to try it; you only wanted to be someone, but everybody denies it. |
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Why's it so hard to make you listen? |
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Don't go and change your name... learning to lose can be the start of winning the game. |
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You're so special, such sadness seems a shame. |
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I know that you've got a service to catch, |
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I wouldn't want you to miss it, but there's something so mismatched, some motive inexplicit... is it the call of the |
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Convent? You only wanted to find someone or something more than pleasure; penitence for the |
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Chosen One you can indulge at leisure - by the light of the sinking sun, don't turn your back on the treasure. |
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Whether or not you want to face it, you're a beautiful girl and your lay-lady laughter has a right to be heard; but what can |
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I give you if you've already got the |
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Word? Don't go don't start don't take on the |
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Habit of the |
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Broken Heart |
