| Every time the morning comes
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| The wall is always higher
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| Desire stands still
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| Every time you try to be awake
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| The see-through smile reminds you
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| That your place is in the darkened room
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| With a girl who’d never speak to you
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| Oh, how you miss her
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| And you know she feels the same
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| Can you name your fear?
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| Can you look her in the eye?
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| Can you feel she’s near?
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| Or is she just a plague in your mind?
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| Ever since you’ve dreamed of love
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| The spite has gotten stronger
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| This game is too wicked for you
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| The burden in your heart
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| Won’t hide the bruises on her skin
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| Dancing in the crimson room
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| With the girl who never rejected you
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| Oh, how you love her
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| And she has to feel the same
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| Can you name your fear?
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| Can you look her in the eye?
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| Can you feel she’s near?
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| Or is she just a plague in your mind?
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| Good riddance to your beauty
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| Your life’s been good to you
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| I’m trying to change
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| But it’s getting more painful every day
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| Good riddance to your beauty
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| You life’s been good to you
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| I’m trying to change
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| But it’s getting more painful every day
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| While you’re alive! |
| Alive!
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| They need more security
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| They need more protection
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| They need to be in charge
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| They need more placebo
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| It is so unitive when you have the one to claim
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| But it’s not constant — it’s just a part of change
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| It feels so hollow if there is no-one to blame
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| And the way I see it’s you or me
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| So it’s you who has to die
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| Good riddance to your beauty
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| Your life’s been good to you
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| I’m trying to change
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| But it’s getting more painful every day
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| While you’re alive
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| Good riddance to your beauty
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| Your life’s been good to you
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| I’m trying to change
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| But it’s getting more painful
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| Good riddance to your beauty
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| Your life’s been good to you
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| But it’s getting more painful every day
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| While you’re alive! |