| When the snow falls softly
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| Into the fire, and the world stop rolling
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| She’ll keep you crying over this cold shoulder
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| Keep your pictures in an unmarked folder
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| 'Cause we’re fighting in the same wars, same laws, same love
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| Teasing
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| You only mean it when it’s my fault, my heart, my love
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| When we choked and suffered
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| Instead of fighting, and we broke our promise
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| Instead of trying, and we won’t stop burning
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| Until we’re crying, and we won’t find solace
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| 'Cause we’re fighting in the same wars, same laws, same love
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| Teasing
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| You only mean it when it’s my fault, my heart, my love
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| Then you know
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| I wanna rot in fucking silence on the stereo
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| I wanna fight with of your soul
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| I wanna die and be alive, but I’m not very strong
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| I’ll give an answer when you’re calling on the telephone
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| Now we’re suffocating
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| Inside a prison all the walls would cave in
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| Like a decision to be so important
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| Just for an image of an open doorway
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| 'Cause we’re fighting in the same wars, same laws, same love
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| Teasing
|
| You only mean it when it’s my fault, my heart, my love
|
| Then you know
|
| I wanna rot in fucking silence on the stereo
|
| I wanna fight with of your soul
|
| I wanna die and be alive, but I’m not very strong
|
| I’ll give an answer when you’re calling on the telephone
|
| When the snow falls softly
|
| Into the fire, and the world stop rolling
|
| She’ll keep you crying over this cold shoulder
|
| Keep your pictures in an unmarked folder
|
| 'Cause we’re fighting in the same wars, same laws, same love
|
| Teasing
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| You only mean it when it’s my fault, my heart, my love |