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A vase of black roses hits the bed reminds her when the pedals were red |
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Another nail to pierce |
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They say that love can heal the broken |
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When I feel miles away |
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Don't let me fall apart |
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Dear God, |
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Crucify, and deny, pass the blame and burn the mission |
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You're logical, you can't find |
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You play the doubting thomas |
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Someday those strings will choke you |