| Your eyes are roses
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| I feel like I’m spacing out
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| Inside of them again
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| Hold my composure
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| It seems that spring is back
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| I feel alive more then
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| Fine lines
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| Walk tight-ropes
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| Clutch to my side
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| If you need someone to love
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| Wine-dine
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| Leave when you cut me
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| Your sorrows' perfect
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| To you, they’re ugly
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| Don’t leave me waiting
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| Life’s too short on Earth
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| While you turn someone I know
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| I’ll sleep the day in
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| Like the find
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| Think about where I reside
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| Thinking while I write a little lullaby
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| Bring me out, I wanna try
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| Never really wanted to say my goodbyes
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| More lies and more
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| You know I just hate the cycle it feels that I’m born in
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| I’m not important and still I’ve been
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| Wasting time hoping we could try again
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| Whenever would you hear me out?
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| Your flight gonna leave at 3
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| Could have never falled asleep right now
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| I’ve been thinking about everything
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| I’ve been thinking about you and me
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| But it’s something I should leave in silence
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| Finding someone I could speak to seems
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| Hard enough so I just keep it quiet
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| Lights are bright enough
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| I’m running for you but can’t find you none
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| That confess in my mind was, it was not easy
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| Thinking I should follow up and I’m sorry
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| Just don’t bother none
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| I don’t wanna relive what I thought was love
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| I just wanna forgive 'fore my time was up
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| So I guess it’s time that I go
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| Your eyes are gorgeous
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| And still I just hate to cry
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| When I look inside of them
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| I’m losing hope and I cannot
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| Pretend that I’m not in pain
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| No, not again
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| Don’t leave me waiting
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| Fine lines
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| Walk tight-ropes
|
| Life’s too short on Earth
|
| Clutch to my side
|
| While you turn someone I know
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| If you need someone to love
|
| I’ll sleep the day in
|
| Wine-dine
|
| Leave when you cut me
|
| Like the find
|
| Your sorrows' perfect
|
| To you, they’re ugly
|
| Think about where I reside
|
| Fine lines
|
| Walk tight-ropes
|
| Clutch to my side
|
| Thinking while I write a little lullaby
|
| If you need someone to love
|
| Wine-dine
|
| Bring me out, I wanna try
|
| Leave when you cut me
|
| Your sorrows' perfect
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| Never really wanted to say my goodbyes
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| To you, they’re ugly
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| Hey, your sorrows' perfect
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| To you, they’re ugly
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| Your sorrows' perfect
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| To you, they’re ugly |