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Love of mine someday you will die |
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I'll be close behind |
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To follow you into the dark. |
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No blinding lights or tunels to gates of white, |
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Just our hands clay so tight |
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Waiting for the hint of the spark. |
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If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied |
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Illuminate the nose on their vacancy sings |
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If there's no one beside you when you're so ... |
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I'll follow you into the dark. |
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Catholic school is vicious as Roman Rule, |
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I got my knuckles bruised |
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By a lady in black and |
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I held my tongue, as she told me \"son |
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Fear is the heart of love\ |
