| Feels like a broken toy, waiting to be destroyed
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| Time keeps on creepin' by, every hour
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| She’s like a loaded gun, waits for the settin' sun
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| Time keeps on stepin' by, every hour
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| She was the queen of silver linings
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| Now she is the one who lives with ghosts
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| Spinning out of control, hoping this heartache will end
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| Trying hard to let go, she’s tired, she’s empty again
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| She says, wind me up
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| It’s always a little while 'fore she remembers
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| Why nobody’s coming home, so there’s no purpose
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| She lost a musical five years at Vertigo
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| There’s nothing left to give on the surface
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| She was the queen of silver linings
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| Now she is the one who lives with ghosts
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| Spinning out of control, hoping this heartache will end
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| Trying hard to let go, she’s tired, she’s empty again
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| She says, wind me up
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| Hurry up, you’re runnin' in circles
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| Just hurry up, time keeps on slippin'
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| Just hurry up, there’s no one but you here safe
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| Spinning out of control, hoping this heartache will end
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| Trying hard to let go, she’s tired, she’s empty again
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| She says, wind me up |