| And torn by this life I have led
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| Live like you mean it
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| And don’t miss a second of it
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| Phone up the man downstairs
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| And call him what you want
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| Hurting yourself as you speak
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| Those words of night
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| All you can do is sit back
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| And let her talk for a while
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| Where is my heart
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| And your love is cast aside
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| Do you want it?
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| Yeah
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| Do you need it?
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| Yeah
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| So fucking creepy
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| Yeah
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| Why don’t you act
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| Like you fucking mean it?
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| Please stand up now
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| I’m coming home
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| Feel them talking
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| Behind your back
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| Do you want it?
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| Yeah
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| Do you need it?
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| Yeah
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| So fucking creepy
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Witches, they are all witches
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| But we’re equal on the deathbed, bleeding
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| If death’s coming quick, it best come now
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| Morals are questions
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| The starving feed their young
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| We know there are still hearts to be won
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| Who are facing the firing line
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| Momma, this is my last goodbye
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| Please stand up now
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| I’m coming home
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| Feel them talking
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| Behind your back
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| All the rumors feel so alive
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| All the way down
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| I really thought I’d remember
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| All the way down
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| I really thought I’d remember
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| Only way is down
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| (I really thought I’d remember)
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| They’ll catch you if you fall
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| Only way is down
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| (I really thought I’d remember)
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| They’ll catch you if you fall
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| Please stand up now
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| Please stand up now
|
| Please stand up now
|
| I’m coming home
|
| Feel them talking
|
| Behind your back
|
| All the rumors feel so alive
|
| Please stand up now
|
| I’m coming home
|
| Please stand up now
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| I’m coming home
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| Feel them talking
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| Behind your back |