| Bang Bang
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| The gun rang in my head again
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| The light it shines
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| Nobody sees it
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| Are bird circling over my head yet?
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| Their bitter pattern
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| It draws my halo
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| Here, you’re light as a ghost
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| But on my mind you weigh the most
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| Like a country at war
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| Trading towns and keeping score
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| I can see your head in the crowd
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| Like the sun through the clouds
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| You’re always turning me inside out
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| But it falls through the cracks in the glass
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| When you move it too fast
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| And the time it turns inside out
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| But the moral isn’t lost on me
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| I know I’ll never see
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| The light
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| Ding Dong
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| The wrong song in my brain again
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| I know who’ll be at the door
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| Spin Spin
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| End up right back where I begin
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| The record shatters
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| On the floor
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| There’s a love in my mind
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| It’s a different but familiar kind
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| There’s a kiss in the cup
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| Who’ll be there to pick it up?
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| I can see your head in the crowd
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| Like the sun through the clouds
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| You’re always turning me inside out
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| But it falls through the cracks in the glass
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| When you move it too fast
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| And the time it turns inside out |
| But the moral isn’t lost on me
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| I know I’ll never see
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| The light
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| BRIDGE:
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| If I was brave
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| If I was stronger
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| Would you hold the candle longer?
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| If I burnt it to the ground
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| If I fall do I make a sound?
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| If I hit you from the south
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| Would it all thou shut your mouth
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| For here who has the crown, in your head
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| It’s heavy now
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| (Instrumental)
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| Here’s, you’re light as a ghost
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| But on my mind you weigh the most
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| There’s a kiss in the cup
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| You’ll be there to pick it up
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| I can see your head in the crowd
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| Like the sun through the clouds
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| You’re always turning me inside out
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| But it falls through the cracks in the glass
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| When you move it too fast
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| And the time it turns inside out
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| But the moral isn’t lost on me
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| I know I’ll never see
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| The light |