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I wouldn't listen to her, she'll only break your heart |
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I'd rather listen to man, woman but not whatever you are |
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We'll tip it over the edge and watch it disappear |
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I'll paint a picture of you, well my impression of what is inside |
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With your stolen eyes |
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I'm gonna stare at the sun |
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Until I burn them out |
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And then I'll picture a knife fight |
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We're gonna dig up the sky tonight |
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Bury the sun for the rest of our lives |
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Lay low and never lie |
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We're gonna stay here 'til we make it alright |
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I'm going to grip onto her tiny saxophone |
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Place an absurd mound of flesh down the tube |
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And whistle what's inside |
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I'll tie a ribbon to her because she's all I need |
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And then I whisper to her, I'd gladly live my whole life on my knees |
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With your stolen eyes |
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I'm gonna stare at the sun |
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Until I burn them out |
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And then I'll picture a knife fight |
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We're gonna dig up the sky tonight |
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Bury the sun for the rest of our lives |
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Lay low and never lie |
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We're gonna stay here 'til we make it alright |
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[x2] |
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What's the use if we're struggling on? |
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We've got to let this go |
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Before it sinks its claws |
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Deeper into our souls |
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We've got to stick together, |
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We've got to stick together |
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We've got to stick together |
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What's the goal if we're struggling on? |
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We've got to let this go |
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Before it sinks its claws |
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Deeper into our souls |
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We've got to stick together, |
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We've got to stick together |
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We've got to stick together |
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We've got to stick together |
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We've got to stick together |
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We've got to stick together... |
