If you are human, sometimes love is not taken on credit.
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Your lying violin will be squeaky, play it then die
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What will happen to you, will not stay with you, lies
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He likes to set fire, but those who burn sooner or later turn to ash
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When your heart sees the truth and turns
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Doner chooses my way again
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There is no turning back, my dear, when I realize
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Don't hang around too much when you get older
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When you walk into regret and wow
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Your heart chooses my way again
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When I realize my pain
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Boredom goes away when you get older
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Boredom goes away when you get older
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If you are human, sometimes love is not taken on credit.
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Your lying violin will be squeaky, play it then die
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What will happen to you, will not stay with you, lies
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He likes to set fire, but those who burn sooner or later turn to ash
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When your heart sees the truth and turns
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Doner chooses my way again
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There is no turning back, my dear, when I realize
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Don't hang around too much when you get older
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When you walk into regret and wow
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Your heart chooses my way again
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When I realize my pain
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Boredom goes away when you get older
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Boredom goes away when you get older
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(It will pass when you grow up)
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(Too boredom goes away when you get older)
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(It will pass when you grow up)
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When your heart sees the truth and turns
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Doner chooses my way again
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There is no turning back, my dear, when I realize
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Don't hang around too much when you get older
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When you walk into regret and wow
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Your heart chooses my way again
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When I realize my pain
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Boredom goes away when you get older
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Don't hang around too much when you get older |