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The end, it shouldn't end like this |
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It's the bottle, she is merciless |
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She's stringing me along |
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She's stringing me along |
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And how could such a palace house |
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Deceit and malice |
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Yeah, there's something wrong here |
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Yeah, there's something wrong here |
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As the words were chosen |
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His heart was frozen |
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His soul had spoken |
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But it sounded all twisted and broken |
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Years and years ago |
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They delivered the final blow |
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And suddenly his life ain't worth a damn |
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There were ghosts |
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And they lit up this town |
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But they left when they sold off the underground |
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We ain't welcome there no more |
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As the words were chosen |
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His heart was frozen |
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His soul had spoken |
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But it sounded all twisted and broken |
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And, ooh, ooh |
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Ooh |
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I, I won't let you down |
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It's my first day back in town |
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But my skin is six feet underground |
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And everything is different now |
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The end, it shouldn't end like this |
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It's the bottle, she is merciless |
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She's stringing me along |
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She's stringing me along again |
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As the words were chosen |
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His heart was frozen |
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His soul had spoken |
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But it sounded all twisted and broken |
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And, ooh |
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Ooh |