You know how to wake me up in the morning
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Even though all the beauty got cold during the night
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And again the night here is a shade of mother-of-pearl,
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But today he won't take you
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And even a lie will seem wise to us here
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After all, evil dreams married us overnight
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You will bring chaos to me without thinking
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What I laid out on the shelves until spring
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Fists in blood, smokes and drinks
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Apparently he wants it himself
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Go home, it's waiting for you there
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The simplest and most faithful handwriting
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And without you the morning will come
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The wind will tell us everything in half
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Do not notice in the cloudy sky
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That we probably won't stay together
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And without you the morning will come
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The wind will tell us everything in half
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Do not notice in the cloudy sky
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That we probably won't stay together
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You know how to make it not as if
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We were delighted by the general sadness
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In the house where the orange chandelier
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It will be important to tell you something
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Already the blood freezes, the rain will come
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In the background, music meets the night
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I'm going home, waiting for me there
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The simplest and most faithful handwriting
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And without you the morning will come
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The wind will tell us everything in half
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Do not notice in the cloudy sky
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That we probably won't stay together
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And without you the morning will come
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The wind will tell us everything in half
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Do not notice in the cloudy sky
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That we probably won't stay together
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And without you the morning will come
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The wind will tell us everything in half
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Do not notice in the cloudy sky
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That we probably won't stay together |