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Floating on the wind |
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until I find you |
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I bury myself deep |
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inside your heart |
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You won't feel a change |
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We'll just become the same thing |
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And never spend a single day apart |
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Yes, I guess there |
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have been many others |
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And yes, I've treated them |
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the same as you |
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But quick I bled them dry |
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And I licked the salty tears they cried |
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And many went from many to a few |
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I'm the angel of death |
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babe, the end is near |
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Keep your hand on your chest |
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Don't let me whisper in your ear |
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It's best to keep on walking |
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Lock the door |
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when I come knocking |
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Mine's the voice you |
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never want to hear |
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Maybe you'll be shocked |
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by this admittance |
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Things are rarely ever |
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what they seem |
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That don't mean you're |
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harmed by my existence |
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Just let your tired eyes |
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slip into dreams |
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I'm the angel of death |
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babe, the end is near |
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Keep your hand on your chest |
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Don't let me whisper in your ear |
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It's best to keep on walking |
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Lock the door |
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when i come knocking |
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Mine's the voice you |
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never want to hear |
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Yeah, mine's the voice |
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you never want to hear |
