| It doesn’t make all cloudy days worthwhile
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| It doesn’t make much sense to walk that extra mile
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| To assign you properties that are not real
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| And throw all my former knowledge into the field
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| Oooh oohh oohh oh
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| (Some were born to end this night)
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| Some were born to be a hunter
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| Some were born to move away and never come back
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| Some were born to be a kisser
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| Not even stone, not even rain can kiss like that
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| It doesn’t make up time we should have had
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| It only makes hours and minutes go miles
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| To assign you properties that are not true
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| And throw all my better knowing into the blue
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| (Some were born to end this night)
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| Some were born to be a hunter
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| Some were born to move away and never come back
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| Some were born to be a kisser
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| Not even stone, not even rain can kiss like that
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| I never saw it coming
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| I’ve been driven in the fucking ground
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| I never saw it coming
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| I’ve been breathing in the fucking ground
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| Some were born to be a hunter
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| Some were born to move away and never come back
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| Keep that letter safe
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| Don’t wipe all out that you were here
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| Oh, keep it safe
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| Don’t wipe all out that you were here
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| (Some were born to end this night)
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| I never saw it coming
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| I’ve been driven in the fucking ground
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| (Some were born to end this night)
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| I never saw it coming
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| I’ve been breathing in the fucking ground
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| Some were born to be a hunter
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| Some were born to move away and never come back
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| Some were born to be a kisser
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| Not even stone, not even rain can kiss like that
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| Some were born to be a kisser
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| Not even stone, not even rain can kiss like that |