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Feels like a broken toy, waiting to be destroyed |
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Time keeps on creepin' by, every hour |
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She's like a loaded gun, waits for the settin' sun |
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Time keeps on stepin' by, every hour |
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She was the queen of silver linings |
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Now she is the one who lives with ghosts |
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Spinning out of control, hoping this heartache will end |
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Trying hard to let go, she's tired, she's empty again |
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She says, wind me up |
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It's always a little while 'fore she remembers |
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Why nobody's coming home, so there's no purpose |
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She lost a musical five years at Vertigo |
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There's nothing left to give on the surface |
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She was the queen of silver linings |
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Now she is the one who lives with ghosts |
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Spinning out of control, hoping this heartache will end |
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Trying hard to let go, she's tired, she's empty again |
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She says, wind me up [x3] |
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Hurry up, you're runnin' in circles |
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Just hurry up, time keeps on slippin' |
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Just hurry up, there's no one but you here safe |
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Spinning out of control, hoping this heartache will end |
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Trying hard to let go, she's tired, she's empty again |
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She says, wind me up [x3] |
