| Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
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| Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
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| Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
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| Drip, drip, drip, drip
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| I shouldn’t laugh but I know I’m a failure in your eyes
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| I know it’s daft but I guess that I know it deep inside
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| It feels like we’re ready to crack these days, you and I
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| When it’s just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die
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| You left my heart like an abandoned car
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| Old and worn out, no use at all
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| But I used to be free
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| We’re gonna separate ourselves tonight
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| We’re always running scared but holding knives
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| But there’s a black chandelier
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| It’s casting shadows and lies
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| Drip, drip, drip, drip
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| I’ll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you’d like
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| Dressing our wings with industrial gloves made of wire
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| Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax
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| When it’s just the two of us, and a cute little cup of cyanide
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| You left my heart like an abandoned car
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| Old and worn out, no use at all
|
| But I used to be free
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| We’re gonna separate ourselves tonight
|
| We’re always running scared but holding knives
|
| But there’s a black chandelier
|
| It’s casting shadows and lies
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| We’re gonna separate ourselves tonight
|
| We’re always running scared but holding knives
|
| But there’s a black chandelier
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| You left my heart like an abandoned car
|
| Old and worn out, no use at all
|
| But I used to be free
|
| We’re gonna separate ourselves tonight
|
| We’re always running scared but holding knives
|
| But there’s a black chandelier
|
| It’s casting shadows and lies
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| We’re gonna separate ourselves tonight
|
| We’re always running scared but holding knives
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| But there’s a black chandelier |