| With all the fortune
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| Snatch at our hearts
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| And when ourhungerhearts
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| Until we find what we crave
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| We fall for a fortune
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| I save my soul for a lie, lie, lie
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| …my son of a spell
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| Our vows were made to be broken
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| …was made to swing
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| …was made to swing
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| Upon the shadow of a long ago moon
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| We’re on a course fixed by fire
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| She says me lies
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| This is the prize of my birthright
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| I mean I know zero of your girl’s cologne
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| I mean I know zero of your girl’s cologne
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| I mean I know zero of your girl’s cologne
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| …that sticks to my veins
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| …that sticks to my veins
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| Before fortune fell us
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| And we fall even further
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| Oh, we will feel our fortune
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| Oh, just singing away
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| Oh, just singing away
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| I have the future for a lie, lie, lie
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| We’re on a course fixed by fire
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| She says me lies
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| This is the prize of my birthright
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| I mean I know zero of your girl’s cologne
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| I mean I know zero of your girl’s cologne
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| I mean I know zero of your girl’s cologne
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| …that sticks to my veins
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| …that sticks to my veins
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| Marry me, I may be a lie
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| Marry me, tell me the date that I die
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| Who’s got our future, little one?
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| Will there be a honeymoon, little one?
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| Please lie! |
| Please lie!
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| But memories could walk
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| But I lay awake nights
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| Now, I can’t go home, little one
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| Now, I don’t mind chopping the wood
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| But the memory
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| Don’t do no-one no good |