| Tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| All about the dark places you hide
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| Tell me all your problems, make them mine
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| Tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| I live a picture in my head
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| Colours soaring as I float up with my body in my bed, yeah
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| And I wonder if I'm dead
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| Saw the white light flicker so I wake up in a sweat; |
| code red
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| Sirens going off, probably something that I dreamt
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| Thinking 'bout the shit I never told you that I meant
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| I can't shake it off, chloroform, peace and rest
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| But you know all I ever really wanted was a friend
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| Tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| All about the dark places you hide
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| Tell me all your problems, make them mine
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| Tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| I wonder if the sun will shine again
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| If I'll ever see your face again
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| You know I'd rather die than say goodbye
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| So tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| Late night fantasy, it's when I teleport again
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| I got a spare key, we can and go and play pretend
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| (We can go and play pretend, yeah)
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| We can really transcend, no (We can really transcend, yeah)
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| You and me in an empty room
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| They can't get in, only room for two
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| If you play your part and I play mine, too
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| I'll never take my eyes off you
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| Tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| All about the dark places you hide
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| Tell me all your problems, make them mine
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| Tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| I wonder if the sun will shine again
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| If I'll ever see your face again
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| You know I'd rather die than say goodbye
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| So tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| (Sweet, sweet, tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies)
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| Tell me all your sweet, sweet, oh no
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| (Sweet, sweet, tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies)
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| I love the picture in my head
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| But I know that it's not real
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| I live a picture in my head
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| 'Cause I like how it makes me feel
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| Tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| All about the dark places you hide
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| Tell me all your problems, make them mine
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| Tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| I wonder if the sun will shine again
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| If I'll ever see your face again
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| You know I'd rather die than say goodbye
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| So tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies
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| (Sweet, sweet, tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies)
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| Tell me all your sweet, sweet, oh no
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| (Sweet, sweet, tell me all your sweet, sweet little lies) |