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Needn't worry about tomorrow anymore, |
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Because you're dead. |
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Does anything still echo? Is there any trace left? |
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I know she still remembers, |
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She sleeps with your picture by her bed. |
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They shaved your face and they washed your hair clean, |
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You were wearing the jacket that I met you in. |
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How could I not have guessed she would fall in |
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Love with the first boy she kissed in a casket? |
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She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket? |
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She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket? |
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God damn it. God damn, I miss my dead friend. |
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I miss my dead friend. |
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We buried your body into the heart of a hole in ground. |
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John Paul Allison, the orphan boy Pope. |
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She waits for you to haunt her, |
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She sleeps with your ghost at night in bed. |
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When you died, you were only twenty-six, |
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The most real person that I've ever met. |
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How could I not have guessed |
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She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket? |
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She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket? |
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She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket? |
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God damn it. God damn, I miss my dead friend. |
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I miss my dead friend. |
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Your cold dead hands, |
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Your cold dead lips, |
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Your cold dead heart, |
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Your cold dead kiss. |
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Your cold dead hands, your cold dead lips, |
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Your cold dead heart, your cold dead kiss. |
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How could I not have guessed |
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How could I not have guessed |
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She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket? |
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She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket? |
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She would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket? |
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God damn it. God damn, I miss my dead friend. |
