| Over my dead body
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| The stars will let you know
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| It’s over
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| Now if I had my way
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| I would leave you here to waste your final days
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| Buried beneath
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| With the possibility of how things could be!
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| Oh please rest assured this was not my fault
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| And time is getting short
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| So I’ll be here if you want me
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| Beaten and covered in a red so bloody!
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| Oh my darling can you hear?
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| My words so pure they burn your lying ears
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| And so the story goes
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| When I leave will you let me go?
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| When the words stop coming
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| And the fear starts setting in slow
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| Don’t let me find you hiding under the covers
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| It’s your last chance oh you’d better
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| Call your mother!
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| All our hope is lost down in the gutter
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| When you’re in your bed
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| Sleeping toward the void
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| So deep it feels like death
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| Oh don’t you wake wake
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| Oh my love I hear
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| Life holds nothing for us beyond our time in here
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| Oh don’t you dare turn your back on me
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| No use running when the bad guy’s coming!
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| Oh I think you’ve got me pegged as the wrong man
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| Oh I think you’ve got me pegged
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| And so the story goes
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| When I leave will you let me go?
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| When the words stop coming
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| And the fear starts setting in slow
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| Don’t let me find you hiding under the covers
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| It’s your last chance oh you’d better
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| Call your mother!
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| All our hope is lost down in the gutter
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| We were better together I know that much
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| Oh can’t you see
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| Through the bad and the good we had all the luck
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| The devil’s got nothing on us
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| You and me
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| Oh, baby over my dead body
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| Oh, baby over my dead body
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| Oh, baby over my dead body
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| We’re still counting on you
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| We’ll keep counting on you
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| Mother come on out
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| Show me what the world is all about
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| We’ll keep counting on you
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| Mother come on out
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| Show me what the world is all about
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| We’ll keep fighting for you
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| We’ll keep fighting for you
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| We’ll keep fighting for you
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| We’ll keep
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| We’ll keep fighting!
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| Oh I think you’ve got me pegged as the wrong man
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| Oh I think you’ve got me pegged
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| And so the story goes
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| When I leave will you let me go?
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| When the words stop coming
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| And the fear starts setting in slow
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| Don’t let me find you hiding under the covers
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| It’s your last chance oh you’d better
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| Call your mother!
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| All our hope is lost down in the gutter |