| Love lost its thrill and I’m thinning out
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| In necessary heroic acts
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| Convinced to sail on, we stay and die
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| Unless it’s spinning, we’re never real
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| Drop down the bomb, the war is for the night
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| And disassembled, I’m (Silent!)
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| Well, show me the dirt, the shame takes hold
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| Most lovely stare, and now
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| She’ll stay through this dawn in shameless hope
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| Most lovely stare
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| Oh
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| Light it slow
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| Go on Oh Oh Oh Oh
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| Burn it low
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| Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
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| Light it slow
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| Night holds none to see each light
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| We slay thirst tonight, disdain’s too strong
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| Too gloated to stand, and now
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| That moment in time when shame took hold
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| Feels dirty to stare
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| Well, show me the dirt, the shame takes hold
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| Most lovely stare, and now
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| She’ll stay through this dawn in shameless hope
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| Most lovely stare
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| Oh
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| Light it slow (It's burning low)
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| Go on Oh Oh Oh Oh
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| Burn it low (It's burning low)
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| Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
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| Light it slow (It's burning low)
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| Night holds hope to see each light
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| Stay, stay, stay here close to me
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| Stay, stay, stay here close to me
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| Please show me that disgrace is stowed |