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I spend the days with my vanity |
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I'm lost in heaven and i'm lost to earth |
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Didn't give you minutes not even moments |
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All my life in a tower of foil |
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Shaded feelings, don't believe you |
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When you were there before my eyes |
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No one planned it took it for granted |
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I count the hours since you slipped away |
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I count the hours that i lie awake |
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I count the minutes and the seconds too |
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All i stole and i took from you |
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But bonny don't live at home, he don't live at home |
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Words don't hold you, broken soldiers |
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Instrumental |
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I count the hours since you slipped away |
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I count the hours that i lie awake |
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I count the minutes and the seconds too |
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All i stole and i took from you |
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But bonny don't live at home, he don't live at home |
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Words don't hold you, broken soldiers |
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All my silence and my strained respect |
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Missed chances and the same regrets |
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Kiss the thief and you save the rest |
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All my insights from retrospect |
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But bonny's not coming home, he don't live at home |
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Save your speeches, flowers are for funerals |
