| Come in with the storm and out of the rain
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| I was sick once before; |
| I’m ready to play
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| I’ll burn down the house with all things you love
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| Let’s light up the sky in a splendor rose blush
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| Oh who kept you warm? |
| And who will love you now?
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| Lonely so lonely tonight. |
| Come in with the storm. |
| Take comfort; |
| comfort in I
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| Bury all the things you love
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| All that I am is I am not enough, to love
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| So wash it away
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| Who will love you now? |
| Lonely so lonely tonight
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| Set thee to sea
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| Cast weight to feet
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| Brilliant like a beacon so offhandedly
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| Wash it away
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| Bury all the things you love
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| All that I am is I am not enough, to love
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| So wash it away
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| Come in with the storm and out of the rain |