well
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I stood beside the rain today
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i twisted out my shirt
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and she's a cooly you could say
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when she gets down in the dirt
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she puffs her pillow up so high
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it's like she's hanging in the sky
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she claims it was a crazy guy
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who taught her how to hurt
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well she's just a little fairy
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I felt so under sideways down
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when she showed me all her prints
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I could not help but feel confused
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when she threw that heavy hint
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she pulled out all her magazines
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she stretched them out like chocolate dreams
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her eyes were shooting dagger beams
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she changed into her silk
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I stood there drinking milk
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and I could leave or stay
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makes no difference either way
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she said don't listen to her words
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as if they weren't all there
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she said she never made decisions
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but the last thing that she said
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before she went to bed
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and I could leave or stay
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makes no difference either way
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oh
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and I could leave or stay
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Leave Or Stay (demo)
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