| When I erase it, you appear
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| I’ve found my end here and you won
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| What lovers nights have justified
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| Burned all the way to survive
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| I’m sorry for a hundred years
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| I’m sorry for a hundred years
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| This has made me who I am
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| This has made me who I am
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| Follow me through, tearing all my ties
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| Remind me of better times
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| You appeared heavy under the sun
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| When I erase it, you appear
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| I’ve found my end here and you won
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| We’re lying heavy under the sun
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| We’re lying heavy under the sun
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| I’m sorry for a hundred years
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| I’m sorry for a hundred years
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| This has made me who I am
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| This has made me who I am
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| This has made me who I am
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| This has made me who I am
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| You appeared heavy under the sun
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| When I erase it, you appear
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| I’ve found my end here and you won
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| We’re lying heavy under the sun
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| We’re lying heavy under the sun
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| Who I was, who I was, who I was, who I was |