| All my father’s pride
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| My crocked line
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| My way around the new moon
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| All my mother’s soul
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| My word is gold
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| I’ve gave you all I had
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| But love better off left in the dark
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| Where no one’s heart can find it
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| We are better off, are better off
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| Love is just a ship wreck anyway
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| We’ll sink into a cold and lonely grave
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| We’re set ourselves already for the shore
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| Flying like a love sick satellite
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| In opposite directions through the night
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| We’ll cry until we collide again once more
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| We always want more
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| All my feather bones
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| Are heavy stones
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| Are anchors in my body
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| Breaking like thin ice
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| Like suicide
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| Whenever someone hurts me
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| Sex is better off done in the dark
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| Where no one eyes can find it
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| We are better blind, are better blind
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| Cuz love is just a ship wreck anyway
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| We’ll sink into a cold and lonely grave
|
| We’re set ourselves already for the shore
|
| Flying like a love sick satellite
|
| In opposite directions through the night
|
| We’ll cry until we collide again once more
|
| We always want more
|
| We always want more
|
| We always want more
|
| Always want more
|
| Love is just a ship wreck anyway
|
| We’ll sink into a cold and lonely grave
|
| We’re set ourselves already for the shore
|
| Flying like a love sick satellite
|
| In opposite directions through the night
|
| We’ll cry until we collide again once more
|
| We always want more
|
| We always want more
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| Mmm mmm
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| We always want more, ay
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| All my father’s pride
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| My crocked line
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| My way around the new moon
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| All my mother’s soul
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| My word is gold
|
| I’ve gave you all I had
|
| But love better off left in the dark
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| Where no one’s heart can find it
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| We are better off |