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My guy has a tan transcontinental
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But it keeps me enchained
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Watch an old black and white movie
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Fred and Ginger are too sentimental, crying in shame
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I don't want to be forgotten
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I can't be alone
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So don't you dare leave me
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It's like coming home
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It's a skin that has died
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Human voices like a drum
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And they're looking right through me
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Scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
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My guy has a tattoo ornamental
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When he's frozen in space
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Cut your eye far to me
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A covered carcass is too elemental, caught underneath a subway
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I don't want to be forgotten
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I can't be alone
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So don't you dare leave me
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It's like coming home
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It's a skin that has died
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Human voices like a drum
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And they're looking right through me
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Scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
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One more time for me, one more time for me
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One more time for me, One more time for me
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One more time for me, One more time for me
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Trans-likened, twisting my ankle
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Doing the grave dance
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Narcotic? Yes please, I'll have a sample
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Riding on my very last chance
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Then the clouds will open for me
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Gonna meet my Jesus Christ
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I see history playing before me
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For pleasure and passion you play the price
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Sadness the name of the spike that took me
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I'll make that's all
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Like some raging, hard, horny Mephistopheles
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Who came for my soul
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Then The Clouds Will Open Up For Me
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| Placebo |
