The perfume faded and smelled flat, stinging his lips
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I don't want to feel him anymore, believe me
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You're a little gentleman for that, wish me
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So I can get back on my feet
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Feeling tingling
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I don't expect a full hall, believe me
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It will never be the same
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That's when only one king out of three
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He took me under the canopies
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He dragged my heart behind him
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At the end of a long journey
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He says he wants to move on
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Puddles and mud
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So I ask: God, it was worth it
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At least you have a clean table
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And salt in old wounds
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Puddles and mud (puddles and mud)
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So I ask: God, it was worth it
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At least you have a safe table
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And I'm just an empty gold mine
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An empty gold mine in the heart
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An empty gold mine in the heart
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What was forgotten
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Everything is turned to dust
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She lay in powder puffs for weeks
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Wrapped autumn in raincoats
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And before my eyes, the resolution on my lashes howls
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Weak as the lights of fallen stars
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The burden of what could no longer be carried
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That's when only one king out of three
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He took me under the canopies
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He dragged my heart behind him
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At the end of a long journey
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He says he wants to move on
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Puddles and mud
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So I ask: God, it was worth it
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At least you have a clean table
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And salt in old wounds
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Puddles and mud (puddles and mud)
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So I ask: God, it was worth it
|
At least you have a safe table
|
And I'm just an empty gold mine
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An empty gold mine in the heart
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An empty gold mine in the heart
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An empty gold mine in the heart
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An empty gold mine in the heart
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An empty gold mine in the heart
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Puddles and mud (puddles and mud)
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So I ask: God, it was worth it
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At least you have a clean table
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And I'm just an empty gold mine
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An empty gold mine in the heart
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An empty gold mine in the heart
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An empty gold mine in the heart |