| Come back to me
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| I’m not that made of stones
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| I’m not the one
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| Who used to it before
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| I will be wise
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| We will live joyfully
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| The other guys
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| Will never come for more
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| But don’t ask me where I got this blood…
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| I would have killed
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| Everyone one our road
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| We will be quiet
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| We will be all alone
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| Don’t cut your strings
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| It’s for your own good, you know
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| Outside the world
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| Is not a place for you
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| But don’t ask me where I got this blood…
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| But don’t ask me where I found this knife
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| Don’t be afraid
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| It’s me my love
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| You think I changed
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| But God is ours above
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| I will tie you on our bed
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| I will tie you on our floor
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| I will tie you on our walls
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| I will tie you on our grave
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| So we’ll be together isolated
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| So you’ll learn the word: isolate
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| So we’ll be together isolated
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| For love, for God: isolate
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| Just like you and I
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| Just like you
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| End |