| Well, I can see that the ties that bind you
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| Will come around
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| And in the hazy winter
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| You will come around
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| But you found a bag of something to smoke
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| And they said that time would pass
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| Well we sat there for hours
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| I couldn’t be bothered
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| I’d be happy nowhere else
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| Well, I have no reasons for you
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| And you promised this time it was true
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| I will never be like you
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| I will never be like you
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| Well I’m in love with you, babe
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| Will you come around?
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| And the devil and I made a deal
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| Will you come around?
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| Well, we died in a prison in a big white cell
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| And we swore on our mothers' graves
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| That we ain’t going to hell
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| Well we sat there for hours
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| I couldn’t be bothered
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| I’d be happy nowhere else
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| Well, I have no reasons for you
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| And you promised this time it was true
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| I will never be like you
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| I will never be like you
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| Well, I have no reasons for you
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| And you promised this time it was true
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| I will never be like you
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| I will never, ever, ever be like you |