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watergate |
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scenery twisted |
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as i slip off the back of the rock |
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that's so hard to hold on to |
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and what a day sadly you left me |
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you went through the back door |
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you knew there was no hope |
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and i wish you were back there |
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to see what's going on |
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and i wish you could be here |
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to see what's going on |
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watergate |
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serious twist it |
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as i stab at the back weave of thread |
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form fabric of existence |
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and what a way |
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you let be |
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you left through the black door |
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and i wish you were back there |
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to see what's going on |
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and i wish you could be here |
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to see what's going on |
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and i wish you could be here |
