You never get your hands covered in dirt
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You never get your heart covered in hurt
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Lean your cheep upon your hands ? I'll be your glove
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I try to dress you up with my love
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You walk right through my walls
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You walk right through my walls
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The ghost of a thousand little lies
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Is haunting my lips and my finger-tips, and my eyes
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The ghost of a thousand little lies
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Is haunting my lips and my finger-tips, and my eyes
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Take me to England cause I'm going slightly mad
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(nobody will notice I'm mad in England)
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You never get your hands covered in love
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Lean your cheek upon your hand ? I'll be your glove.
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The Ghost Of A Thousand Little Lies
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| Asaf Avidan |
