| Black eyes in the summer sublime
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| Now your blood has turned to wine
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| Don’t be so quick to call me a child
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| Came to with the curtains drawn
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| No need to hide the scars on your arms
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| Was then I knew nothing was wrong
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| Anymore, anymore, anymore
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| I couldn’t take anymore, anymore, anymore
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| I wanted to die with you
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| I wanted to die with you
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| I didn’t know the price I’d pay
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| I lost my way, don’t say it wasn’t true
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| But could you never learn to behave
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| Like a middle class kid with the privilege to save
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| Your barbs for a private page?
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| Don’t need to be told what I’ll never be
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| Anymore, anymore, anymore
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| I couldn’t take anymore, anymore, anymore
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| I wanted to die with you
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| I wanted to die with you
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| I wanted to die with you
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| I wanted to die with you
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| I wanted to die with you
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| I wanted to die with you
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| I wanted to die with you
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| I wanted to die with you, oh
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| I wanted to die with you
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| I wanted to die with you |