I'm drinking dust,
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with eyes of rust,
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tonight my tears might stain your wings,
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so flutter home,
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cause you're better off alone,
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than with me...
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[chorus]
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Flutter girl,
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you don't wanna know what I live,
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you don't wanna take what I give,
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cause I give nothing for free
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My hands are rough,
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my fingers cold,
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and your heart's so young and so naive,
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to ever feel,
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for a moment that I might dare,
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to believe...
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[chorus]
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[bridge]
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I'll tear your wings,
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as I melt in your smile,
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as I run all your colors away...
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[chorus]
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Flutter Girl
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| Chris Cornell |
