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Three cheers for the suicide king, |
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On a mission to deliver, |
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A letter to the queen. |
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Crossing over battle lines, |
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Not a time to close your eyes, |
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The enemy never sleeps. |
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She fears the worst every night and |
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He fears it will be his last fight. |
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Dreams she can rest her head on his shoulder, |
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Three cheers when the war is over. |
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No second chances, |
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Even for romantics, |
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You can blame it on the antics, |
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Give all you love to know. |
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Second chances, |
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Her heart is in a panic, |
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You can blame it on the antics, |
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Give all your love away. |
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Give all your love away. |
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Three cheers for the Suicide King, |
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On a mission to deliver, |
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A letter he can never bring. |
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Long live the Queen of broken hearts, |
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She's now a spade, |
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Spends her nights in the dark and, |
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All the Jacks are dressed up to the nines, |
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Her heart was tangled up in the grape vine. |
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Pawned the castle for a solid gold casket, |
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Neared the question, |
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Couldnt bring herself to ask it. |
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No second chances, |
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Even for romantics, |
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You can blame it on the antics, |
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Give all you love to know. |
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Second chances, |
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Her heart is in a panic, |
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You can blame it on the antics, |
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Give all your love. |
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Three cheers for the Suicide King |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh |
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Three cheers for the Suicide King |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh |
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Three cheers for the Suicide King |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh |
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Three cheers for the Suicide King |
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Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh |
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She fears the worst every night and |
|
He fears it will be his last fight. |
|
Dreams she can rest her head on his shoulder, |
|
Three cheers when the war is over. |
|
No second chances, |
|
Even for romantics, |
|
You can blame it on the antics, |
|
Give all you love to know. |
|
Second chances, |
|
Her heart is in a panic, |
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You can blame it on the antics, |
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Give all your love away. |
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Give all your love away. |
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Give all your love away. |
