| Don’t tell lies, take advice
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| It’s way too late at night
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| I take drink after drink I start sinking
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| Compromise, you can let the blackbirds have my eyes
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| It was never enough
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| I never really felt your touch
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| Live in pairs, hold my hand down skinny attic stairs
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| Don’t be scared, stay lightheaded in the mountain air
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| Hold my breath as I stare into the TV set
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| I’m empty yet somehow filled with regret
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| Because the life you deserve is with the trash out on the curb
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| Birdie
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| Loosen up, tell me how was work today my love
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| My light, my light, my light stopped working
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| Am I blind or have I seen beyond you all this time
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| You take this home
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| Make it into a catacomb
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| You start to sigh, is this real life?
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| Because it’s been disputed
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| Everything’s fake my minds a lake these poison thoughts polluted
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| Nothing is real, its all what you believe
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| Am I a stranger to you?
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| Cause you’re a stranger to me
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| You fell from the tree, and now the gardens full of weeds
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| Birdie
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| My light, my light, my light stopped working
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| My light, my light, my light stopped working
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| My light, my light, my light stopped working
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| My light, my light, my light stopped working |