| I came here for sanctuary
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| Away from the winds and the sounds of the city (I-I)
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| I came here to get some peace
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| Way down deep where the shadows are heavy (I-I)
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| I can’t help but think of you
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| In these four walls, my thoughts seem to wander (I-I)
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| To some distant century
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| When everyone we know is six feet under (I-I)
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| When all of our friends are dead and just a memory
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| And we’re side by side; |
| it’s always been just you and me
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| For a-a-all to see
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| When our lives are over
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| And all that remains
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| Are our skulls and bones
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| Let’s take it to the grave
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| And hold me in your arms, hold me in your arms
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| I’ll be buried here with you
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| And I’ll hold in these hands
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| All that remains (I-I)
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| I don’t want to rest in peace
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| I’d rather be the ghost that annoys you (I-I)
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| I hope you can make me laugh
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| Six feet down when we’re bored of each other (I, I)
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| A match is our only light
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| It’s day of the dead and I’m Indiana Jones here (I-I)
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| These coins sit upon our eyes
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| Pool our funds; |
| we’ll pay the boat together
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| When all of our friends are dead and just a memory
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| We’ll lie side by side; |
| it’s always been just you and me
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| For a-a-all to see
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| When our lives are over
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| And all that remains
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| Are our skulls and bones
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| Let’s take it to the grave
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| And hold me in your arms, hold me in your arms
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| I’ll be buried here with you
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| And I’ll hold in these hands
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| All that remains
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| And now it’s all before you
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| Hold me in your arms, hold me in your arms
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| And now it’s all before you
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| Hold me in your arms, hold me in your arms
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| When our lives are over
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| And all that remains
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| Are our skulls and bones
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| Let’s take it to the grave
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| And hold me in your arms, hold me in your arms
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| I’ll be buried here with you
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| And I’ll hold in these hands
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| All that remains |