| You’re in the next room sleeping
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| And I’m shouting out a song for you
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| I shouldn’t wake you over the furnace
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| But I should swear to someone you’d have loved every note
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| So dream a good one tonight
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| I’ll listen to the bad ones when they come
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| Get up in my ear 'til I hear every word
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| Every turn of your tongue, I will tighten my grip
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| No one could tell even if I fell one hundred stories straight down, down, down
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| No one could tell even if I fell one hundred stories down
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| I was getting bored with hurting myself
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| If you fall down enough
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| Well, soon enough you will find hell
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| It can’t be as, as pretty as we hoped it would be
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| It’s not even warm there, not even ten degrees
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| This bed is too big to sleep in
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| And I’m dying just to feel you breathe
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| You couldn’t see across the ocean
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| But I was turning over 'til the vampires sleep
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| So dream a good one tonight
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| I’ll listen to the bad ones when they come
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| Get up in my ear 'til I hear every word
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| Every turn of your tongue, I will tighten my grip
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| No one could tell even if I fell one hundred stories straight down, down, down
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| No one could tell even if I fell one hundred stories down
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| I was getting bored with hurting myself
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| If you fall down enough
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| Well, soon enough, you will find hell
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| It can’t be as, as pretty as we hoped it would be
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| It’s not even warm here, not even ten degrees
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| Dream a good one tonight
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| Dream a good one tonight
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| Dream a good one tonight
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| Dream a good one tonight
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| I was getting bored with hurting myself
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| (So dream a good one tonight)
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| I was getting bored with hurting myself
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| (So dream a good one tonight)
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| I was getting bored with hurting myself
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| (So dream a good one tonight)
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| I was getting bored with hurting myself |