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If you should fall |
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My Love |
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Fall into Me) |
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We used to come |
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when we were seventeen |
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once we were seventeen |
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and now it's almost the end of the world |
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we used to kiss |
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by the dry ice machine |
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in the shape of a boy |
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and a girl |
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It's a Godawful small affair |
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but I'm losing my hair |
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and my appetite is off the scale |
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It's not so much a way of Life |
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it's no way of life |
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but beauty for beauty's sake |
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We walk around |
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just to sit back down |
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and we love the fact |
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that it's never getting late |
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We used to love |
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where the cars would park |
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in the subway dark |
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or bright |
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like white |
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beneath the lights |
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We used to call when we were |
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seventeen |
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Once we were seventeen |
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and the epilogue was out of sight |
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Waking up is a lot like dying |
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it can't be stopped |
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but we're still trying |
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Buried alive |
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after a night of flying |
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fingers taste of cigarettes |
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yesterday still on my breath |
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there is no sale |
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but somehow we're still buying |
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I didn't know that I was tired 'till I woke up |
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(How did my Blood get so dirty) |
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I won't go to sleep tonight |
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'cos sleeping |
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Sleeping makes me thirsty |
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la,la,la,la,la... |
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The days are long and the nights are short |
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when you're cut like a diamond star |
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all at once this sense has turned to Glass |
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and is turning it on to our hearts |
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This state I'm in |
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is this fat or thin |
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I don't know my up from High |
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we used to come |
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when we were seventeen |
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now I feel like I'm going to die |
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baby |
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will you follow me |
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all the way down... |
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Oh... you P.Y.T.... |
