| Amy
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| Is your heart singing out of tune
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| Are your eyes just singing the blues
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| Dirty records from another time
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| Some blood stains on your shoes
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| No one really knows about your soul
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| And I barely even know your name
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| Burning rhythms and posting lies
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| For a bunch of fools drown in shame
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| Amy don’t you go
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| I want you around
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| Singin' woah please don’t go
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| Do you wanna be a friend of mine?
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| Did you tattoo a lucky charm
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| To keep you out of harms way?
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| Warding off all evil signs
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| But it never really kept you safe
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| You’re too young for the golden age
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| Cause the record bin’s been replaced
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| 27 gone without a trace
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| And you walked away from your drink
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| Is your heart singing out of tune
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| Are you eyes just singing the blues?
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| Dirty records from another time
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| Some blood stains on your shoes
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| May I have this last dance
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| By chance if we should meet?
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| Can you write me a lullaby?
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| So we can sing you to sleep |