| I love the way that you cry
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| When your crystal heart is torn apart
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| And my eyes eager to see
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| I love the look on your face
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| The fragile consciousness
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| The fact you need
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| The presence of myself, your only true friend
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| And all you were you gave it up
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| And your soul is filled with emptiness
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| And how will you try to get through the night again?
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| You’re gonna cry like an angel
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| And when you’re craving salvation
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| You realize I’m your angel
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| You want me, you left me, you said no no no
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| I love the way that you turn down your own happiness
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| And your eyes eager to see another smile from my face
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| The fragile consequence, the fact you need
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| The presence of myself, your only true friend
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| And all we were you gave it up
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| And your soul is filled with emptiness
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| And how will you try to get through the night again?
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| Tears that you cried in vain
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| You wake always tired of this life that you live
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| You turned down your own happiness
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| And embraced this fate |