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Spit it out, the sad truth
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One of many secrets we acquired in youth
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My dirty clothes
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Lately I keep 'em in the luggage that you to gave me
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With a little luck, one night
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We'll drink together in a different light
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Our heads down, our ears ring
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We only see angels when we both believe
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Take me, take mine, hide it away
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Take me, take mine, hide it away
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Spit it up, the right words
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Of course we always keep 'em where we know it hurts
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The little things you did too
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I'd almost still believe if it weren't for you
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Take me, take mine hide it away, hide it away (so late?)...
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You said "Surround me when it's over, I can't stand it another night"
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Forever now and definitely sober
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When we stare in a different light
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Spit it out, the sad truth
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One of many secrets we acquired in youth
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The right words
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Lately I keep 'em in the luggage that you gave to me
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Take me, take my hurting away (so late)
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Take me, take my hurting away, hurting away (so late)
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Take me, take mine, hide it away (so late)
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Take me take my hurting away, hide it away (so late)
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SEEING STARS
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| Gin Blossoms |
