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Well they'll meet you falling down |
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On the darkness on the edge of town |
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They came to steal the lightning from the sky |
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You're the person they come to shove |
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And your love might not be enough |
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To free to you from the fears that paralyse |
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Yet they used to love you for the way you sang your soul |
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Now they've come to claim you through the night |
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The ghosts have come to steal the light outta your eyes |
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But your mother, and your wife |
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Cuts your heart out with a knife |
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They left you for the dogs to lick your bones |
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They made you cry the rain |
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But they love you just the same |
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Before your God, and the devil, took your soul |
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Tell me what did you bequeath |
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To the girl with the freaky teeth |
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She shown you things she stolen from the queen |
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Took out your hearts desire |
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As she danced back into the fire |
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With the holy man who stole your tambourine |
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Yet they used to love you for the way you sang your soul |
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Now they've come to claim you through the night |
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The ghosts have come to steal the light outta your eyes |
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But your mother, and your wife |
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Cuts your heart out with a knife |
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They left you for the dogs to lick your bones |
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They made you cry the rain |
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But they love you just the same |
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Before your God, and the devil, took your soul |
