| Hear me whisper,
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| Such a lonely night
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| And I miss ya,
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| When it’s cold outside
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| Hear me whisper
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| In the next year,
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| Get me back to life
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| No more rest dear,
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| Help me stand and fight
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| In the next year
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| So say what you had meant to say,
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| And not just implicitly
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| Say what you had meant to say,
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| And tell me that I’ll be alright
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| Cos I don’t want to die
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| I’m scared of this feeling inside
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| And I don’t want to die
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| And grow.
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| Ooh
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| And grow
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| Thanks to you ma,
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| Lost a tumour
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| Made me feel alright,
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| Thanks to you ma
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| I could have been more loyal,
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| Find ourselves embroiled
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| And then you go and foil,
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| Toil, toil, toil, now
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| I keep opening myself up to drown
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| And tell me that I’ll be alright,
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| Because I don’t want to die
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| Yeah!
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| Ooh
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| And tell me that I’ll be alright,
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| Cos I don’t want to die
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| I’m scared of this feeling inside,
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| I know, I know, I don’t want to die
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| I don’t want to die
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| I don’t want to die
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| And I don’t want to die |