| If half of what I’m saying, of what I’m saying is true
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| Will you rub my head, make it all shiny and new?
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| And you drag my coat tails, drag my coat tails down
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| and I’ll be the only cold assed king around.
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| If you wait I’ll give all my aches to you.
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| Take the chance, to ignore what you’re going through?
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| My cold hand is there for you to take
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| (If you leave, can I fall down)
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| I’m your Berlin Chair, won’t you lean on me 'til I break.
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| I’ll ignore each golden, dragging kiss you can give.
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| On the blankest face that you ever had to forgive.
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| If you see my fallings, see my failings through.
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| I’m the re-run that you’ll always force yourself to sit through.
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| If you wait I’ll give all my aches to you.
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| Take the chance, to ignore what you’re going through?
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| My cold hand is there for you to take
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| (If you leave, can I fall down)
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| I’m your Berlin Chair, won’t you lean on me 'til I break.
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| Well it??? |
| s too late. |
| Too late.
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| Too late.
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| Too late. |