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You say you're my amigo |
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And then you go and texto |
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Something that reminds me of a rabbit horror show |
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You say that it's all over |
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And then you go and bother |
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To make me a sad fucker like a crow |
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You'll have hassles with all your loves |
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Cos you blow hot and cold |
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The cross you carry is a very heavy load |
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Throw away your crutch and be bold |
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I'm not the bald albino |
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I think you really should know |
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I never ever wanted you to go |
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But now you say it's over |
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And memories get colder |
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But still you never let the feeling go |
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You'll have hassles with all your loves |
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Cos you blow hot and cold |
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The cross you carry is a very heavy load |
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Throw away your crutch and be bold |
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You really are relentless |
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Wearing down my defence |
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I never signed up to go to the wars |
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I promised you just nothing |
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And then you made it something |
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And now the joint account is finally closed. |
