| He slated life, was never alone
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| Lost his touch, encased head to toe
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| I’d save him but he’s dead
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| She still hugs the cold night air
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| Still will search
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| The burdening city awaits
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| But he’s gone
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| Lonely blue, lonely blue
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| She thought about the flesh and his bones
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| Took a trip and called down the phone
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| I’d answer but I’m gone
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| My head’s in all kinds of a mess
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| She takes it upon herself, concaves her chest
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| Now I’d be glad to see you
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| Now I’d be glad to see you
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| Lonely blue, lonely blue
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| The blue cave, the deep dark unknown
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| Submerged forever soaked to the bone
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| She screams but she’s stone
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| Repeats my theory
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| Crawling through the dirt
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| From the deep dark, I wandered alone
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| So forlorn
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| Now I’d be glad to see you
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| Now I’d be glad to see you
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| In a ballad, we touch
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| 'Cause our skulls will mush
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| So please don’t let go of our kingdom of trash (Ah!)
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| I got high off butane, I was born amidst a wrath
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| That boy, he’s just a puke stain
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| That girl, she made me mutate, yeah
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| Oh, so lonely
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| Oh, so lonely
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| Oh, so lonely
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| So lonely blue
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| The sky was blue
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| And high above the moon was new
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| This eager heart of mine was singin', «Lover, come back to me
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| Lover, lover come back to me» |