| I send my regards
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| To the man tied to his chair
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| His fingers lost feeling
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| His eyes scan the air
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| Tell him I love him
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| But I’ve left him behind
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| Now I’m no longer there
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| And his problems not mine
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| And it’s true I still crave him
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| I crave him too much
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| He’s still in my bloodstream
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| But I’ll soon give him up
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| And send my sincere lust
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| To the girls with blue hair
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| I hope they remember me
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| But then I no longer care
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| And all of my troubles
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| And all of my fears
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| I send them to you now
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| Where they just disappear
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| So come lay beside me
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| Show your true face
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| This girl is a woman now
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| Save the man from disgrace
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| Now the futures unfolding
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| And the past it’s a lie
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| So send our regards to
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| The man we left behind |