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So you say we have no future |
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As father and daughter |
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I wish you could see me in your skin |
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And the hole you left within |
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But you never stop to see what you begun |
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Oh lord, look what you've done |
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The consequences of your slick |
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Italian style |
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Rumbling beneath the humdrum |
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And all the seas here will carry a breeze of |
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A scent I do not know |
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The breath of my father |
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My sister of another |
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Bathing the wounds |
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So you say we have no future? |
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What with no past either? |
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But you were never stuck for your excuses |
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Just say you remember |
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Don't let it slip from your mind |
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The girl is on her own |
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Would you say my name the way it's meant to be said? |
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Let it fall from your mouth? |
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To see a flicker in my father's eyes |
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To feel his breath upon my brow |
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And all the seas here will carry a breeze of |
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A scent I do not know |
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The breath of my father |
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My sister of another |
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Bathing the wounds |
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Julia, you're here in my fingers |
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You seem to flip between my skies |
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Sharing the dream of, of a life |
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I will never know |
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I will never know |
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And all the seas here will carry a breeze of |
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A scent I do not know |
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The breath of my father |
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My sister of another |
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Bathing the wounds |
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Would you say my name the way it's meant to be said? |
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Let it fall from your mouth |
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Let it fall from your hands |
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Let it slip from your hips |
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Let it slip from your skin |
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Let it slip from your mind |
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I am knee deep in your blood and you are knee deep in mine |
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Say my name the way it's meant to be said |
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Let it fall from your mouth |
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I am knee deep in your blood and you are knee deep in mine |
