| Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul
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| Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul
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| I was told desire had a sell by date
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| Well it’s rotted and altered, but still remains
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| Climbs the promise of no real change
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| I didn’t know you would last this long
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| I didn’t think I would last this long
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| No vacuum is now, and here we are
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| Did it hate to last, and here we are?
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| You squeezed my heart so tight tonight
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| You must return it before you leave
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| 'Cause when you get to me
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| When you get to me
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| When you get to me, you turn me well
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| Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul
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| Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul
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| Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul
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| Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul |