Oh
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Oh my story is not the oldest of it's kind
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I was too touched to see you clearly
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Far too young to realize
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I
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I had loved so dearly you
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Who's world I had designed
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But the sweet smoke came with mirrors and it brought tears to my wide eyes.
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Dying just to see you
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Dying since I misconstrued your
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Blue heart
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Black eyes
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Feigning falling
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Words I won't forget
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I died
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Right when I
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Saw you while you shared that cigarette
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Oh I saw you every time I closed my eyes
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In the Hughes film I had scored, produced and starred in, in my mind
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I
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I could recite you
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Well, I'd written every line
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But you strayed far from my flawless script on which I'd spent a lifetime
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Falling over dead
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Dying since I had misread your
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Blue heart
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Black eyes
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Feigning falling
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Words I won't forget
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I died
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Right when I
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Saw you while you shared that cigarette
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Oh,
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Oh, oh
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Oh
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Oh, oh
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Falling over dead (Over dead)
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Dying since I had misread your
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Blue heart
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Black eyes
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Feigning falling
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Words I won't forget
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I died
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Right when I
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Saw you while you shared that cigarette.
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Veronica Sawyer Smokes
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| A.F.I. (AFI) |
