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Mysterious, blown in with the night |
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All this beauty captured in a frame |
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Visibly shaken, but never stirred |
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Drives them insane |
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I see the way she plays her men |
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And I know I've got to know her name |
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She's so beautifully broken |
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Shaped by the wind |
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Dangerously twisted |
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Here I go again |
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I see the way she cast her spell |
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It's like drowning in moonlight |
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Discards them she's done |
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They're lost in her twilight |
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I watch her move from star to star |
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And I wonder why, why it feels so right |
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She's so beautifully broken |
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You can barely see the flaw |
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Especially from a distance |
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Which is always how I fall |
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Why do I fall for the dangerous ones? |
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The ones that never learned to let go |
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And why do I lie to myself |
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And pretend that I can break her |
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When she's already been so |
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Beautifully broken |
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Why do I fall for the dangerous ones? |
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The ones that don't know how to let go |
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And why do I lie to myself |
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And pretend that I could break her |
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When she's already been so |
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Beautifully broken |
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Shaped by the wind |
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Dangerously twisted |
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Here I go again |
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Here I go again |
