| I’ve forgotten what it’s like, if I ever knew at all
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| I have slept on broken glass and drooped against the wall
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| I hung the phone up many times on angels when they rang
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| Their melodies were sickly sweet like overripe merangues
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| I was born with something missing
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| But I know your lip was made for kissing
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| Ooh baby, when that human music plays I dont know why …
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| The wind explodes and rips itself to pieces everywhere
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| It itches in the chimney and it suffocates the air
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| The angels tried to anchor but they never get the chance
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| Their limbs are numb and twisted so they’re going to have to dance
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| What scares you most will set you free
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| That’s what the angel said to me, he said
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| Ooh baby, when that human music plays I dont know why …
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| I had a girl the shape of you, I loved her with my breath
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| But I would hate to admit that romance likes to end in death
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| And darkness is the shore of light, the truth is framed with lies
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| And a girl can smile so sweetly though her mouth is stuffed with flies
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| When you’re thin and damp and shoddy
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| Just remember that you’re in a body
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| Ooh baby, when that human music plays I dont know why … |