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I keep having these disturbing dreams: |
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My final days, the end of me. |
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For some odd reason, |
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I get one last wish, |
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And every time, |
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I wish for this: |
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Take me fast or take me slow. |
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I don't really care how |
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I go. In the day or in the dark, |
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Just don't let me die of a broken heart. |
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The kind of pain that you just can't take, |
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Will send a strong man to his grave. |
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There's not a pill that can give you rest, |
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Or fill that hole deep in your chest. |
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So, take me fast or take me slow. |
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I don't really care how |
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I go. In the day or in the dark, |
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Just don't let me die of a broken heart. |
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No. Instrumental break. (Yeah, yeah. (Yeah, Yeah.) |
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I've been crushed by that hurt before. |
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There's no way |
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I could take any more. |
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If I fell in love, and |
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I found out it would happen again, |
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I'd say take me now. |
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And take me fast or take me slow. |
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I don't really care how |
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I go. In the day or in the dark, |
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Just don't let me die of a broken heart. |
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Take me fast or take me slow. |
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I don't really care how |
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I go. In the day or in the dark, |
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Just don't let me die of a broken heart. |
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No, don't let me die of a broken heart. |
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No. |
