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Little rough rhinestone |
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Where will your love go today? |
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Sometimes you think |
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You had none to start with anyway |
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You will lose the deep pools |
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And the blues will cloud up |
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Your frightened little eyes |
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And the cold comes to claim you inside |
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You sit writing letters to imaginary friends |
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That you left behind in your mind |
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The deep dark red doorways |
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Call to a limbo of loneliness |
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Where a million rhinestones sit and cry |
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I never knew sorrow |
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Could hit me this way |
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I once had a friend |
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But he moved away |
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And even my mother |
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When she turned on me |
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Couldn't put emotion |
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Like this in me |
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Fist into glass into head(Someone else's head) |
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They beat you up so badly |
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That your eyes |
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Show the look of the nearly dead |
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The wagon will come and scoop up |
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What's left of the sorry debris |
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And you'll take the place |
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Of a hundred other little |
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Johnny'sThat went the very same way |
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I never knew sorrow |
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Could hit me this way |
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I once had a friend |
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But he moved away |
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And even my mother |
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When she turned on me |
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Couldn't put emotion |
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Like this in me |
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And screaming out loud |
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He ran crashing through the crowd |
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He ran crashing through the crowd |
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He ran crashing through the crowd |
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ScreamingGod, if you're up there? |
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I need you |
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Where are you? |
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I need you |
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Where are you? |
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I need you |
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Where are you? |
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When I need you? |
