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Choose |
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You own your blues |
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Like lovers do |
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Once more |
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This is what hope is for |
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And all the lovers that came |
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Before |
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I'll know |
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I'll know |
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I'll know |
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That what I'll give |
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Is easy to take |
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Like bullets from a gun |
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Like things behind the sun |
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Makes me proud |
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I won't have to |
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Hurt so loud |
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An empty hotel |
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Silent and dark |
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And then my heart sparks |
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Won't be a guest and |
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Get undressed |
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Like lovers do |
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Wane |
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Down lover's lane |
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Make a right on lovers shame |
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And hold on |
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Hold |
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Hold on |
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Cause then a long time comes |
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And a long time goes |
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And the night grows |
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Cause what I'll give |
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Is easy to take |
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Like bullets from a gun |
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Like things behind the sun |
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Like wine from a drunk |
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Like food from bodies shrunk |
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Makes me proud |
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I won't have to |
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Hurt so loud |
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An empty hotel |
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Silent and dark |
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And then my heart sparks |
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Won't be a guest and |
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Get undressed |
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Like lovers do |
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I'm empty you said |
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Like you were naming |
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An ocean |
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Shipwrecked soul |
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Causing a commotion |
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And staring at the seams |
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With eyes like laser beams |
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You got up and floated |
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Into the kitchen |
