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Blood Red Shoes - 7 Years |
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Speak so softly, afraid to use name |
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Tongue tied quietly, just turn and walk away |
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A future perfect, with holes torn in the sides |
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Consciously quick, to labor on the lie |
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These marks left by you |
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Ghost who went too soon |
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Hold me under |
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Like you always do |
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This scratch made for you |
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Come together soon |
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Just like always |
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Waste away these days |
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The cracks in the picture, never could turn a blind eye |
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Nothing so innocent, would occupy your mind |
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So we'll repeat the process further and further apart |
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Sleep more feel less, lay down in the dark |
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These marks left by you |
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Ghost who went too soon |
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Hold me under |
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Like you always do |
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This scratch made for you |
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Come together soon |
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Just like always |
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Waste away these days |
