| I had a plan, was all made up
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| An angel was sent, for keeping all troubles away
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| 'Cause lady and I, we could not stop
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| As cool as a sigh, as volatile as something you say
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| I had a dream, a simple plot
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| I held out my hand as if she’d never pushed it away
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| The sun is still there, except it’s not
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| Beside her I care to linger even though it’s not safe
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| Godawful I adore you
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| Angels were there before you
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| Nothing can stop what we do
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| It’s breaking us up in two
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| Hey maybe should we ask it
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| Could our friends be worthier
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| Like things we trust for if we must
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| We must burn them
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| And burn them good, real friends they would
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| Be understanding if it came to us
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| And us we must we must turn to
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| The God of small things
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| The God of small things
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| I had a plan, was all made up
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| As good it was then the magic hour seemed to be fading
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| 'Cause lady and I we could not stop
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| As cool as a sigh, as murderous as something you say
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| Godawful I adore you
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| Angels were there before you
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| Nothing can stop what we do
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| It’s breaking us up in two
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| There is room if you can trust|
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| For anyone like us |