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| Those boom times when bust
My feet of clay, they've dried to dust But it isn't the red we painted, It's... just... rust And that signature thing that we used to bring a following I have trouble now, even remembering |
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So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either so sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit Or I just really used to love him I sure hope that's it |
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I knew that to keep in touch would do me deep in dutch
'Cause it isn't the rush of remembering, it's just mush And that signature thing is only growing harrowing I should have no trouble now to keep from following |
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So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either so sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit Or I just really used to love him I sure hope that's it |
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Those boom times went bust
my feet of clay, they dried to dust And that what isn't the red we painted It's... just... rust That signature thing that used to bring a following I have trouble now, even remembering |
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So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either so sick in the head I need to be bled dry to quit Or I just really used to love him Or I just really used to love him Or I just really used to love him I sure hope that's it |
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