| Everything was made of gold
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| Everything was you
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| My breath goes from hot to cold
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| When you tell me the truth
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| I won’t stand being a hurtful self
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| I can’t stand it thanks to you
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| I won’t stand being a hurtful self
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| I can’t stand it thanks to you
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| Can’t you hear my hush hush hush
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| A mush in my brain
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| Feel nothing but your rush rush rush
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| Sharp like the rain
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| Can’t you hear my hush hush hush
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| A mush in my brain
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| Feel nothing but your rush rush rush
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| Sharp like the rain
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| Can’t you hear my hush hush hush
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| A mush in my brain
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| Feel nothing but your rush rush rush
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| Sharp like the rain
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| I lose myself
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| Turned into a blast
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| This acid grieve
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| Must be the last
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| Your mouth spits bloody words
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| They switch off the lights
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| My days are blurred
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| I won’t stand being a hurtful self
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| I can’t stand it thanks to you
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| I won’t stand being a hurtful self
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| I can’t stand it thanks to you
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| Can’t you hear my hush hush hush
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| A mush in my brain
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| Feel nothing but your rush rush rush
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| Sharp like the rain
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| Can’t you hear my hush hush hush
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| A mush in my brain
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| Feel nothing but your rush rush rush
|
| Sharp like the rain
|
| Can’t you hear my hush hush hush
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| A mush in my brain
|
| Feel nothing but your rush rush rush
|
| Sharp like the rain
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| Can’t you hear my hush hush hush hush hush
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| Feel nothing but your rush rush rush rush
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| Can’t you hear my hush hush hush hush hush
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| Feel nothing but your rush rush rush rush
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| Hush hush hush hush
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| Rush rush rush rush
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| There’s a mush in my brain
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| It’s sharp like the rain
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| There’s a mush in my brain
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| Feel nothing but the rain |