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Agellina takes each empty glass |
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And washes away every heartache |
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She calls out to the guys to drink up |
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What's left of their soul |
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Agellina each glass of hope that you fill |
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Is now empty and waiting |
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Waiting for some kind ogf love |
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Before their trail has gone cold |
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Each butchered dream |
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Has a matching face |
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For each story |
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Each lonely heart in this loser's race |
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Without end |
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Oh Agellina |
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Agellina, was there someone you loved |
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Who left your heart broken? |
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Your pretty eyes |
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Give your deepest dark secrets away |
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Oh Agellina so many who'd die for their eyes |
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To be closed by ' |
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Til morning |
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Your smile is their kiss |
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As they hang on to each word you say |
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Each butchered dream |
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Has a matching face |
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For each story |
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Each lonely heart in this loser's race |
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Without end |
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Oh Agellina |
