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For he has stolen all |
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All of the good that you had |
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All the things you loved and was sure of |
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And I have given less, |
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Oh, oh, than you deserve |
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For I should rebuild this broken heart |
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And darling, when your feet are cold |
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Wait up, I'm coming home |
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And all of you, I will hold |
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My love will clothe your bones |
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Ooh ooh |
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My love will clothe your bones |
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Ooh ooh |
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My love will clothe your bones |
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A stranger to your shield, you had let the devil in |
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Basking in the depth of your surrender |
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The king of all you had, won't let your fear go |
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But when you close your eyes, may you remember |
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And darling, when your feet are cold |
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Wait up, I'm coming home |
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And all of you, I will hold |
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My love will clothe your bones |
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Ooh ooh |
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My love will clothe your bones |
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Ooh ooh |
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My love will clothe your bones |
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And darling, when your feet are cold |
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Wait up, I'm coming home |
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And all of you, I will hold |
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My love will clothe your bones |
