| Already dead
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| So kill my head
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| There’s a sun in his eyes
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| It won’t go away
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| I’m already dead
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| Why is it I can’t kill my…
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| He would never sleep
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| Said I didn’t mind it at all
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| Made me feel quite cheap
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| Looking back on it all
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| Then there was this kiss
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| He said that he couldn’t resist
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| And was I aware of what I missed?
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| That night I slept on his couch
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| With my back turned to the wall
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| Nothing assumed but you know?
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| You know…
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| In the morning we said nothing at all
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| All I could think of was this
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| He said that he couldn’t resist
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| And was I aware of what I missed? |