| To me it just felt like six or seven seconds,
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| But I guess we went coast to coast
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| To me he didn’t seem all that holy,
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| But I guess he might have been that ghost
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| I’m not saying that he came off all that hot
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| He burned a hole in me eventually
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| I’ve been mostly living in the center of your most Holy Trinity
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| So maybe now you might go out with me,
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| 'cause I got so much positivity
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| And I’ve got so much positivity
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| There were amber waves of grain,
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| And hawks and rustle thrushes
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| There were serotonin rushes.
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| There were purple mountain majesties above the fruited plain
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| There were diamonds in the drain.
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| To me it didn’t seem all that much better
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| When he went and climbed up on that cross
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| To me you didn’t seem all that much like a princess with your
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| Bandaged hands and your hacking cough.
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| Arms and hearts and alcohol and faith
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| We pull each other in and then we push it all away
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| Arms and hearts and alcohol and faith
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| We pull each other in and then we push it all away
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| There were crosses and crushes, crashes and hassles
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| We were kissing in the center while the band played «Ice Cream Castles»
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| Arms and hearts and alcohol and death
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| She was awkward and thoughtful and ascending into heaven dripping wet.
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| Arms and hearts and alcohol and faith
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| We pull each other in and then we push it all away
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| Arms and hearts and alcohol and faith
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| We pull each other in and then we push it all away
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| There were crosses and crushes and crashes and hassles
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| We were kissing in the center while the band played «ice cream castles»
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| Arms and hearts and alcohol and death
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| She was awkward and thoughtful and ascending into heaven dripping wet.
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| Arms and hearts and alcohol and faith
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| We pull each other in and then we push it all away
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| Arms and hearts and alcohol and faith
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| We pull each other in and then we push it all away
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| There were crosses and crushes and crashes and hassles
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| We were kissing in the center while the band played «Ice Cream Castles»
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| Arms and hearts and alcohol and death
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| She was awkward and thoughtful and ascending into heaven dripping wet |