| I sold my soul for diamonds
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| And reason for acclaim
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| Been begging for white angels
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| To blow my mind away
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| Been growing funny flowers
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| Where roses never grew
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| I stayed awake all night
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| When I woke up from dreams
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| Of me and you
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| I tried to take the sun and I went blind
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| God help me to erase you from my mind
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| I’m growing cold
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| And the night is yet to come
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| Anyone tell me is this
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| The way it’s meant to be
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| Lost and isolated
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| I’m way too complicated
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| For you to lean on me
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| I play a losing game
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| I cried in desperation
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| Mental devastation
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| I’m blowing out the flame
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| Self-pity gave me shelter
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| I always hid away in vice
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| Dyslexic, torn and tattered
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| I tried to read the signs
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| You never tried to take a look
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| At the one I’d have died to be
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| Now it seems you don’t see me at all
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| Was it all worth it, visions holding sway
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| When the real thing got lost along the way
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| Yes anyone tell me is this
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| The way it’s meant to be
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| I’m lost and isolated
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| Way too complicated
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| For you to learn on me
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| I play a losing game
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| I cried in desperation
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| Mental devastation
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| I’m blowing out the flame
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| Yes, anyone tell me is this
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| The way it’s meant to be
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| Lost and isolated
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| Way too complicated
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| For you to learn on me
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| I play a losing game
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| I cried in desperation
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| Mental devastation
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| I’m blowing out the flame |